My friends and I grew up in the 1990’s and we didn’t give much thought to why we were doing what we were doing a lot of the time. There were certain things that young adults and eventual adults were supposed to eventually get around to doing: travel, university degrees, buying homes, having families, being successful, being healthy, being wild and free, collecting great art, helping humanity solve its greatest problems, wearing fabulous clothes, being kind to everyone, falling in love and so on and so on.

I reckon that the only thing to do in life is to have fun. Everything else seems rather pointless to me. Can you keep a page in your diary full of all the fun things you do that make you laugh and smile, so you never forget them?

I used to be scared of dying. I didn’t want to leave everyone I knew behind. So then I thought, what would be the opposite of dying … to live forever I suppose. But that was equally terrifying. Would I get bored? So I took these two things I was scared of and wondered what would happen if I blended them together in my brain.

I know I go on and on about everyone telling their story and everyone listening to each others stories like it will save the world (because it will), but it’s interesting to look at what parts of our story we tell others and why.