One of the things that makes Stratford so incredible is its diversity. Here I sit, on a bench on the main street, listening to a lad of no more than 20 years old play Bach on his old, beat up classical guitar. I think he must love me by now because I can't resist the urge to empty my pockets every time I walk by. Though there are passersby with varied life stories, I can't help but being transported to a beautiful English garden full of butterflies and fragrant blooms. Stratford is a town that always brings out the best in me. Not only does it remind me that there are still gentle, quiet places in the world, but it also always reminds me that there are endless possibilities for us all. Stratford always fosters my every ambition, be it childish or lofty. Being here always reminds me that it's ok to strive to be a better person. When I'm here, I want to plant a garden. When I'm here, I remember to believe in faeries.
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1 comment:
I. Love. This. Blog. It's a really neat way to gain insight into what makes you, you.
And on a completely random note, I also noted that the guitar player is playing a left-handed guitar.
Have a lovely day!! :):):)
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