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Bored Game


I’ve met some of the closest people in my life through board games.

It sounds corny and weird, I know.

But board games bring people together in a way that is magical and wonderful.

They transform your living room into a place of mysticism.

They tear down walls and open people up and make you feel like you can conquer the world together.

It is my dream to one day create a board game company.

To put my ideas to life.

To create adventures for lifelong friends or blossoming relationships.

To show a child that they don’t need a computer or a TV to have fun.

To bring a shy kid out of his shell.

To educate and strengthen the minds of the young.

To make the old feel young again.

There is something about a board game that makes me feel a great joy from the deepest part of my inner being and I want nothing more than to share that joy with every single person.

I want people to understand what it feels like to step out of the daily grind and enter a world beyond the harsh reality of life.

To know that imagination is important.

To understand that a tight-knit community is crucial.

Board games can build families. They can build communities. They can build friendships.

Believe me, I know. It happened to me.

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