“We’re all stories, in the end.”
― Steven Moffat
I love stories. Being a textbook introvert, my usual encounters with them are a singular experience: films, books, songs. Sometimes my parents humor me with story of my grandfather’s hamburger stand in the California farmland or my sister will spin a yarn of the time she ditched high school and got naively daydrunk. Occasionally (but not nearly enough), I’m brave enough to engage a stranger for a firsthand tale. I hope to get better at that.
There can never be too many stories, and here I’ll share with you the ones I’m fortunate enough to discover or live for myself. What’s your story?