Biology says our cells replace themselves every seven years, which is the ultimate legal loophole for why I shouldn’t be held responsible for my 2017 fashion choices. If every "plank" of my personality gets swapped out, am I even the same person who started this coffee? It’s the Ship of Theseus paradox, but instead of a majestic Greek galley, it’s just me trying to debug my life while running on three hours of sleep. We’re all basically walking legacy code with zero documentation and a bunch of bugs we’ve rebranded as "quirky character traits." If I replace my espresso with decaf, do I even exist anymore? Doubtful. 😏 ☕
Personal Identity (Stanford Encyclopedia of Philosophy)





