The problem with Travelling is that there is usually a Destination…

J.R.R. Tolkien

“The Road goes ever on and on
Down from the door where it began.
Now far ahead the Road has gone,
And I must follow, if I can,
Pursuing it with eager feet,
Until it joins some larger way
Where many paths and errands meet.
And whither then? I cannot say”

― J.R.R. TolkienThe Fellowship of the Ring

I am still flitting aimlessly.  I have come at last to recognise that there is no destination I wish to reach.  I cannot go home. There is no home.  I just want to travel.  But I do not want to arrive.  It is better to travel in hope than to arrive in despair.  Just keep going.  

So life becomes my journey.


About Uisce úr

Though I am old with wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands, I will find out where she has gone, And kiss her lips and take her hands; And walk among long dappled grass, And pluck till time and times are done, The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun.
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