We all have these terrible stories that we tell ourselves
day in and day out.
Stories of lies, deceit, trauma and failure, breeding nothing
but fear and doubt;
stories of bad things that happened to neighbours, friends,
family and others;
stories where we have been a victim in the past, as parents, colleagues, lovers and brothers;
stories of lives ruined at the altar of passion, art,
or search for purpose;
stories of comfort achieved in mediocrity, societal dictums,
and money surplus;
Well, make it a worthy script, dear friend,
filled with passion and dreams and magic and elves,
for, Life is but a story we choose to tell ourselves.