We keep on chatting, and here we go again.

I finished meditating this morning, had a nice cup of tea, and picked up my mobile to see what's going on. Straight away, dozens of stories started to vie for my attantion with a real sense of urgency: someone's launching a new cookbook, someone's going on holiday, new wars are breaking out, financial advice gurus want to prevent me fro going broke, well-bing influencers want to make me more beautiful. "Help! Help, I don't want to know any of these stories!" my liver exclaimed, and I put my phone away.

Has it ever occurred to you how much we humans are shaped by stories?