“And sometimes remembering will lead to a story, which makes it forever. That’s what stories are for. Stories are for joining the past to the future. Stories are for those late hours in the night when you can’t remember how you got from where you were to where you are. Stories are for eternity, when memory is erased, when there is nothing to remember except the story.”—Tim O’Brien, The Things They Carried. (via andthisworldtonightismine)
I took a really long nap today. I had a weird dream.
I have a habit of leaning when I walk. When someone is walking beside me, I unconsciously lean myself into them. My dream centered around this habit. Except every person I’d walk beside would nudge me away. Finally, someone turned to me and said “You have to stop leaning on other people. You have to walk on your own.”