It’s 4am and I’m tossing and turning in bed, the heat in the room suffocating. I’ve awoken feeling the wine from the night before, and now I feel terrible. There’s only one remedy…
I step outside, bleary eyed, and as I look up I see a sky filled with gleaming stars, so many that they light up everything around me. Where before I was stepping in inky blackness, now I can see as clearly as daytime.
I head out of the village, away from the street lights, following the road out to nowhere, just looking for a space where I can see the sky completely. It’s incredible what a change comes over me. Before I felt restless, but now I am completely soothed by natures caress. The mountains are silhouetted, and the only sound is the gushing of the river. Yesterday a storm raged for almost 12 hours, and now everything has cleared. And as I stand there staring at the sky, some words come to me from the book I just started reading (again)…
It was a fine night, and the black sky was dotted with stars. He looked up sniffing the air. “What fun! What fun to be off again, off on the road. This is what I have really been longing for, for years!
Don’t you worry about me! I’m as happy now as I have ever been, and that is saying a great deal. But the time has come. I’m being swept off my feet at last…
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 Tolkein – is there a more perfect book to be reading?