As kids, all we heard were stories. 

True stories.

And these stories shaped up our worldview.

Our fears, hopes, desires and imagination stems from these stories.

But as we grow up, logic takes over.

1+1 becomes 2 and nothing else.
History becomes fact and nothing more.
Nature becomes evolution and nothing beyond.

And we forget how much we loved stories.

We forgot how, hearing stories, makes us go back to who we were!

We have suppressed the child within us.
But it is still alive!

If I can find the kid in me and bring him back, that will be the best gift I can give myself.