Oscar Holm

Few stories lived, few stories told. Lately I’ve been engulfed by a singular dream resulting in a cyclical lifestyle which also reduces the stories I tell to repetition. I have yet to go back through the scribblings I’ve made in the last two years in its entirety, but I’m sure repetition is boundless. One way to avoid repetition is to always look for what’s new. New things tend to be brought onboard with a certain degree of discomfort, even pain, escalated further with age. In hindsight these are the best stories. The initial discomfort of fitting in, making a new friend, learning a new language, climbing a mountain, discovering new terrain, falling in love. These are the stories we later tell. Whether or not we write a book about it, we should strive to produce the content of a life worth sharing. The bravest people I know are numb to, refuse to acknowledge or simply ignore the discomfort of novelty.