you know, it seems that no matter what person you were yesterday, the person you are today wishes to forget the person of yesterday.

if that makes any sense whatsoever.

that statement was on my mind... yet irelevant.

lately i've been thinking a good deal about life...

i watched the lord of the rings, only the first two movies, yet enough to entrance you in the world of middle earth. a place that i used to seek refuge... books were a place i could evade myself. i watched everyone else, and i... didn't exist.

i digress...

whenever i read or watch LOTR, i always find myself yearning for that world. a world where wrong can be battled and done away with once and for all, where bravey is bought under the threat of death, and where right fights until the very end, even when all seems lost.

Frodo: I can't do this, Sam.

Sam: I know. It's all wrong. By rights we shouldn't even be here. But we are. It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn't want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn't. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something.

Frodo: What are we holding onto, Sam? Sam: That there's some good in this world, Mr. Frodo... and it's worth fighting for.

yes sam, those are the stories that stayed with you.

that is why.

then saturday i was watching the To Write Love on Her Arms Heavy and Light concert.