I type while "Lord of the Rings: Return of the King" plays in the next room. The dog is in another room altogether, the child is at the movies, and the husband has gone to bed. I can hear the final battle for Mordor as is plays out. I can hear Sam encouraging Frodo to toss the ring and end the journey.
Sometimes I feel like I would fit in well in that scenario, you know? Some days it's a struggle to get to the Mordor of the day, and even when you get there you don't always feel like giving up the ring even when you know you have to.
This is certainly more profound than I had planned to be. I need to think about this some more.
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