Epic.

Your story might not play out the way you imagined it to be, heck you might now be the farthest away from what you have in mind on the unfolding of your tale. The disparity between realities; That of your own making and that of which is real.

Point is, everyone has their own narration. A disembodied voice giving a blow by blow retelling of their everyday lives. Of course, you'd think that your personal story is most epic you've stumbled upon because we're all narcissistic to a certain extent. Human condition.

This epic retelling is all inside our heads but that those does not make it any less meaningful. I mean, it is your life and you're only going to live it once. No take twos, no rewinds, no crying. 

There's just one question. Frankly, do you think your personal story to be epic? Perhaps you're raised homeless, jumping from couch to couch, living off charity. And then now you have a house to your name, with extra money you could spend at your leisure, be it GTA V or gold iPhone. Just an example but I really could do with both right now.

Could you imagine everyone you've met up to this point or is going to meet in the foreseeable future also having such a tale to their own? Globes of yellow light encased with an orb of iridescence by the highways - numerous and uncountable, stretching all way to whatever destination it leads, into the unreaching darkness. Imagine every amber beacon that lies buzzing to be someone's personal saga. Would that be so impossible?

and in case anyone's interested, I'd like my disembodied voice to be the voice of God, Morgan Freeman.