As the founder of the Honorable Society of Reluctant Explorers, Unlikely Historians, and Anachronistic Adventurers, I have opted to begin this chronicle of those things I learn and experience both as a record for myself and as a resource of sorts for like-minded individuals.
As we approach the Ides of March, I reflect briefly on that Roman ruler - my namesake Tiberius: refered to by Pliny the Elder as "tristissimus hominum" - the gloomiest of all men. It is my hope that my studies, travels, and their resultant musings might provide a panacea, a "Medicine for Melancholy" if you will, for my restless spirit and my tendency toward darker depths. My recurring insomnia will certainly facilitate random ramblings on any number of thoughts and discoveries...though they may seemingly lack direction, connection or cohesion. It has been my experience that time and tenacity will reveal that stitching in the fabric of whatever corner of history catches my fancy - and that the threads grow stronger and more intricate with that exposure.
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