“This place is amazing!” I exclaimed as I walked through the front door.
The warm glow of cheap lighting cast a golden hue over massive wooden statutes depicting a wide array of subjects.
“Yep, it’s pretty cool.” The woman behind the front desk responded without looking up from her paper.
This response caused me to step back for a moment in bewilderment. Had she not ever looked out in awe at what lay in front of her? Or had she been working here for so long, that the magnitude of dedication needed to create these works had lost its impressiveness?
Nevertheless, it was hard for me to contain my excitement as I walked up to the first table and began my experience at Matchstick Marvels.