but who is telling the story?
the self is telling the story to itself?
how can a story exist if the self exists within the story as it is being told?
how can consciousness (if it is not synonymous with the self) tell a story if it only exists in the present moment?
i'd argue that memory serves its purpose well enough that it can create the illusion of continuity.
whatever. just thoughts based on assumptions with no expectation of relevance to anyone but me.