After much thought, too much talk . . it's time at last that things start becoming what they will. I speak of objects, destinations, desires . . all related to my profession as a chef and my purpose as an individual.
The conquest of conclusions - that's what this is all about. I'm not here to preach but to relate a message . . somehow - gotta make profit along the way. Trials and tribulations of how best to navigate the course - for certain.
This isn't my declaration of April 22nd . . the mood just isn't there yet and very well might not be for sometime. Only when its right will it transpire but in the meantime . . . I'm going to finally stamp a damn tatoo on my body.
Till Saturday - Scotty
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