memory is you.
it had been simple really, the answer to the question, why am i i.
memory is me.

so if towards old age, i start losing my memories, am i still i? (a fear that had developed in earlier years and stuck around since)
or the empty shell that i had once filled and then left?
worries too early for worrying,
that said, i do believe aging is not a curse but a privilege, whatever comes with aging, all negative aspects of it are the curses.