A life in motion

Lately, it’s struck me that I now prefer books, movies, and shows that feel real and take place more or less in modern times.

I used to love animated films, fantasy, and stories with historical themes. But not so much anymore.

Maybe it’s just a phase I’m going through. I don’t know.

Still, I find it interesting.

What shapes the different phases we go through in life? External circumstances? Inner insights?

I’m guessing it’s a mix of everything. And I think it’s healthy — both that it happens and that we’re aware it’s happening.

It’s a sign of life in motion. A quiet forward movement.