Once upon a time there was...
a girl
a dinosaur
a butterfly
a friend
A Story.
And the story lives in each of us, and it is just waiting to be told. And once the story is out there, it grows. It starts as a singular idea, then, as it is written down, it is dissected and improved. It begins to solidify, until, finally, we watch it bloom. We start off small, but over time we add to our story and it grows. Our friends share in our story, and their own additions make it bigger, better, different.
We are the story. We are the teller. We are the storytellers.
Fabulous!
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