Well, I have officially cried during a song. The first time I can recall doing so. The culprit is the Fellowship of the Ring soundtrack. Why? Well, it reminded me of home. The Lord of the Rings has quite a few memories attatched to it. Lovely memories of family, friends, evenings of uncontrollable laughter, and midnight talks of the future, the past, biblical confusion and other such deep issues. It's odd, I haven't really cried about moving but once before. I think I tend to keep my emotions bottled up. Maybe it's silly to have so much wrapped up in one thing, but I do like The Lord of the Rings. I love reading it on rainy days on my window seat (alas that I had to leave it behind) or on a sunny day outdoors surrounded by trees, deer, and squirrels. Or watching it with family and friends. Laughing, grimacing, cheering. And then I went to see the play during one of the greatest weeks of my life. Now it also reminds me of my time in London. The music of both the play and the movie were amazinf. But back to reality I must wander, away from the land of elves, hobbits, peaceful shires, and unruly orcs.
Namarie
~D. T. Faerie
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