Watching Lord of the Rings makes me sad. Not so much sad for the story's sake or the characters, rather, selfishly for I am not living such an adventure: such fantastic and dangerous wanderings. My heart longs for so much more than the American dream, more than food enough to waste--so much so that it no longer tastes good--more than clothes and shoes and facebook. Though I do realize that a real-life adventure would not be nearly as glamorous, and the one that we are bound to encounter here sooner-than-later will more-than-likely prove more hellish than I can imagine, I still crave something more than this mundane life.
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
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