2/23/15
I missed posting yesterday. I just had so many other things to do, and time got away from me. Oh well.
"Then something Tookish woke up inside him, and he wished to go and see the great mountains, and hear the pine-trees and the waterfalls, and explore the caves, and wear a sword instead of a walking stick. He looked out of the window. The stars were out in a dark sky above the trees. He thought of the jewels of the dwarves shining in dark caverns. Suddenly in the wood beyond The Water a flame leapt up-- probably somebody lighting a wood-fire-- and he thought of plundering dragons settling on his quiet Hill and kindling it all to flames. He shuddered; and very quickly he was plain Mr. Baggins of Bag-End, Under-Hill, again."
This is one of the most inspiring parts of the book The Hobbit, at least for me. I have "Something Tookish" tattooed on my wrist to remind me of my drive to go on an adventure. I've always been a homebody, not interested in adventures or anything like that. Now that I'm approaching thirty, I kind of want to get out there and see some things. Good things. I've seen enough bad things to last me a lifetime. I want to go to London, to New Zealand, back to Colorado...I want to walk on roads where Tolkien and Austen walked, where the cast of the Lord of the Rings movies walked...I want to put on my elf ears and pretend I'm walking through Lothlorien.
That trip will be my grand adventure. I may even buy a walking stick (because swords aren't allowed on planes!).
Go on an adventure.
~Namarie~
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