When people turn to fictional characters, it’s often because they want an escape. The stories of these people shelter us from the storm of our daily lives; they save us, if only for a little while. But when we really give in, become invested, let ourselves be vulnerable, something changes. We begin to feel that we know them. It’s no longer just an escape, but part of us, something that makes us who we are.
These characters teach us that incredible adversity can be overcome. That people can love each other forever. That life can be an adventure. That magic can be real. And even if these miracles have never happened to us, we begin to go through life believing that, someday, they could.
If anybody ever tells me that storytelling isn’t important anymore, I’ll show them this post.
You mean she would rather imagine herself relating to an absent person than build relationships with those around her?
“how to get annoyed at absolutely nothing” a book written by me
Polish photographer Marcin Ryczek captured this once in a lifetime image of a man feeding ducks from a snowy shore. Doesn’t it make you think of yin and yang?
Winter in Krakow - A Perfectly Aligned Photo of a Lifetime
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