Two lines lingered with me in the movie Rango we just watched.
In Rango, a pet lizard was let out of its cage by accident on a dangerous freeway in the desert (looking very much like the freeway running between Southern CA and
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We cannot walk out of our own stories no matter how bad that story is. Often times when times are harsh, we wish it were a dream or it were someone else’s story in making. Little would we be willing to stick it through. Eventually we would come out of it but not because we wanted, rather because we had no other recourse.
Our stories define who we are and who we are defines our stories. There is no escape and neither are there exceptions.