A couple of weeks back, I entered CoffeeBeans. What happened
next was unexpected and I forgot why I was here and what I wanted to write.
I advanced a little more. It was dark, it was gloomy, and it was cold. Bats hanging upside down were ready to attack their way out through the java scripts. The pictures
that I used for the posts had a haunted appearance about them; I swear some of
them were even moving, giving me spiteful looks. The murkiness of the place made
me wonder if I was standing in the hallway of 12 Grimmauld Place. Dreadful! However, the absence of
Kreacher and the Black family tree assured me that I wasn't. I was inside
CoffeeBeans, my beloved blog.
The place just needed some serious breathing in there.Every corner, every crevice was wailing for attention. It needed warmth and light of words. It needed me. I began with the repair work. I needed to sharpen up my writing teeth too. The bluntness was nauseating...so got myself half a dozen of canons to read.
Of course you won't know of the changes if you
are new here or if you weren't paying attention earlier because my words were
so enchanting that your mind was focused solely on what I wrote and not the décor.
{*bows* if that's the case}
Anyhow, that's done - the renovation, which, was quite a qamar-tod job; doodling online isn't easy, I'm getting back my sketch-pad and pencil for sure, the old school ways are always relaxing, and...and my writing is now filed too. So, see you around ;)
Namastey! _/\_