The story is told, the work is done, but life continues on busy breezes and you must catch one and ride it to the end of your own story. Desolation and doom are inevitable but our ability to change the story is possible. We are our own editors of this life. Our scribbling can change the end of the story. It’s not an American story, an African story, a European, Middle Eastern, or an Asian Story. It is your story and your pencil, edit at will.