Over the last ten or fifteen years what I have read and learned about cognition and how our brains and our memories work has gotten me to question just about all my memories.
We tend to think of memories as perfect little time capsules-important records of past events that matter to us and made us who we are, as unchangeable as a dragonfly stuck in amber. Well, they’re anything but. I recently met with Julia Shaw, a criminal psychologist who specializes in the science of memory.
The article is a good one and it piqued my curiosity enough that I decided to (pre)order the book. The Memory Illusion: Remembering, Forgetting, and the Science of False Memory.