My Love For DragonsThis may seem a bit odd comming from a 27yo male but why not. I love dragons they are like a drug to me, but a good one. In days were I feel blue, just the thought of dragons makes me feel whole again.
I have always loved them, I do wish they were or are real, even if in the afterlife. I always tell people that heaven for me is where the dragons are. Most people reply back and say "Looks like your going to hell", its ok though, I believe dragons are good and exist in heaven, I hope anyway. I have loved dragons since I can remember, now don't get me wrong, my obsession does not take me to the point I think I am one. I see many often younger people that tend to think they are a furry or are actually a dragon. As much as I wish I was, I know, I am not a dragon but just a human that loves them.
They are the one thing in my head that gives me motivation through each and every day, I do not know why but it does not upset me.
I am still a regular person with a good income and a large shop to perform my metalurgy works in, so don't get me wrong I am not stuck in a fantasy. I very much mantain a connection with reality, but I throw a little fantasy in just to spice reality up a bit, often this un-be-known to the people around me.