The shelf life of digital media is so finite as to functionally mirror our own lifetimes. Our bodies age. Time passes. Our codes and codecs, which should protect us from this inevitability, allow the last images I have of you to become something I can no longer recognize. I know how upsetting this must sound, I know. Still, I have to believe it’s not as bad as all that. We’re just going to have to find a better way to remember one another.