Stories

We tell ourselves so many stories, don't we?

Don't get me wrong, I adore a good story, especially those told in photograph, or literary form.
What about our inner stories?

The narrative we tell ourselves.
Stories of trials, and of triumph. 
Of failures, and of saviors. 
Stories of good/bad, right/wrong. "What's wrong with me?"
"What's wrong with them?" Stories of "the best," and "the worst."
Of "too much," and "not enough." The same tired old narratives repeated, ad infinitum.

What if we all did away with the stories, for a day?
Relaxed, and breathed into the experience, instead of insisting on repeating the narrative?

Just a thought. 
You tell me.

-e