All our stories are ultimately a reflection of our humanity and the world we inhabit. We may not notice it but everything around us is steadily changing and so stories exist to remind us of who we really are and all the places we have and have not been. Dickens, Rumi, Achebe and all the other literary giants shared this unique ability to transport their readers to a different place, a different time. They would paint foggy March mornings in London with the same detail as the warm evenings in the Grand Bazaar of Tehran and in that moment all their stores would become our own forever...
Thoughtful post about how our Lives are changing the Stories we tell.