My grandfather, on my dad's side(the alive one :P), is a very intelligent man, but I've realized that I don't know much about him, and that I really would like to. I want to hear his stories.
Stories are sort of, y'know, how stuff works. They shape everything. And I love me a good story. It's probably on of the hardest things to master. Telling a story. Anyone can do it, but seldom few can do it well. I feel like I'm rambling, but I'm having difficulty having my thoughts coalesce. I know there's everything to say about stories. Literally, everything. History is a story, religion is a story, even this is a story in its own right, I suppose. A story of my thoughts. Which just aren't getting anywhere.
I want to tell a story. That means I have to have a story to tell. But I want to tell a tale. Like, something I make up. And I have so many ideas for what to have this story be about. But I'm not a good enough story teller to do anything with these ideas yet. I need to do that. Maybe I'll include what I accomplish in these posts occasionally. Yeah. I'll do that.
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