This is where we start-

Not at the beginning, but somewhere in the middle.

We are born into an existing world to parents who have expectations.

A history of which we are ignorant but must exist in.

We are all born into this pond and struggle to learn its ebbs and flows.

Currents pull us where we don’t understand.

To survive we must learn to chart them, they shape us, determine our values & goals.

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[This is the first page of the Fiction Project, and the first idea sketch]