Telling a story should be like following a path. You walk across a wide expanse towards a dense line of trees on the horizon. Entering the forest, you see unusual features. Your tired legs threatened to give out as the narrative exhausts your energy. You desire closure. Finally, a shelter appears through the trees. The story is over. You can rest for the night. The moonlight, wind and sounds of the forest fill your head with new ideas as you sleep. Tomorrow’s story will strain your tired muscles with the dawn.