The other side

I can conceive of my life as a walk (a walk in the life, environment, biosphere, dimension and world in general of others) in which the infinite number of stimuli that constantly reach me are ordered by considering the observed moments as a series of interconnected sequences, or stories. I can record the events of my environment visually (or in the form of other sensations). The interconnection of the fragments of moments shows the structure of the original experience, but since I determine the thread of interconnection, the question arises: whose story is this?