My first mornings... storyboards

Why write me? How do you write to me? Two questions have exhausted me to the point of getting lost, astonished, and disappearing. Perhaps the stories we tell about ourselves and others are the only way to escape death? Our stories enable us to restrain our inner monsters and defeat them through writing. Every writing is a victory over a painful fate or repelling an impossible monster. Our narratives that we tell do not express life, but rather are life itself. We live as a narrative and die...