i spent some time today thinking about the stories
that make up my life. how some of them i experienced first hand
and others i just have heard so many times,
i feel as if i was there.
these stories have become such a part of who i am,
and helped no doubt, to shape some of my life.
i thought about how more often than not, there are
two sides to every story.
i paused a bit today to think about that.