So Many Stories

So Many Stories

I think in stories. When I see someone in a car next to me, I think “what is his/her story?” Or when you see a report on tv. What is he worried about? What did she have for dinner? Part of the motivation for writing this blog is to tell a story with each picture.

I took this from a balcony in the town of Mainaschaff, which is near Frankfurt. The similarity of the cookie-cutter high-rises struck me aesthetically. Looking at the picture, I wonder what the stories are. Each window has a story hiding behind it. How many people are happy? Mourning a loss? Did someone just miss the opportunity of a lifetime? Did another finally achieve a dream through adversity? Who is bored? Eating? What are the stories we pass by every day and don’t know about? So many stories, but I have none to tell.

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