You know what a line is, right? When I say 'a line', you have an image in your mind. It may vary in length or thickness, direction or colour, but the basic concept of a line is firmly planted in your brain. Or is it?
What happens when we challenge ideas that we held to be undeniable truths about the world, and ourselves?
When we look at our stories, our lives, our pasts, we have a default way of interpreting it. We think we know what happened and how it shaped us… but what if we take a step back, or left, or right? What if we look at thing just a LITTLE differently? Does our story change?