One summer morning at sunrise a long time ago
I met a little girl with a book under her arm.
I asked her why she was out so early and
she answered that there were too many books and
far too little time. And there she was absolutely right.
Stories are, in one way or another, mirrors. We use them to explain to ourselves how the world works or how it doesn’t work. Like mirrors, stories prepare us for the day to come. They distract us from the things in the darkness.
Neil Gaiman, Smoke and Mirrors: Short Fictions and Illusions
It’s all about changing what’s handed to you,
about poking around a little,
lifting the corners,
seeing what’s underneath,
Sometimes things work out,
sometime they don’t,
but at least you’re exploring.
And life is always more interesting that way.