A world where you come in and sit at this tavern that is warmly-lit, there’s a quiet murmur throughout, the smell of cinnamon baked bread and roasted meat, served at the flick of your hand. Now imagine where there are stories told, of great journeys and spoils of war. People are drinking and smiling, and everything seems alright.
Well, this blog isn’t exactly that. Well, I’d like to imagine it’s a warmly-lit tavern that is needed in the sheer cold of the night, but it’s much more. It’s more-so a blog on life, still some-what whimsical but has the power to wake up motivation that was once lost. It is a journal of my journey through life to make up for what time I lost feeling sorry for myself and wishing I was doing something more…magical. So I hope whoever reads this, smiles a bit at the little spark of a renaissance-style joke, and reads on in hopes of finding yourself in a mystical place- even in everyday life.
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