Friday, May 25, 2012

Not all those who wander are lost

I often have bouts of panic here where I am suddenly hit with a wave of my intrinsic self-doubt of "what on earth am I doing here?" Sometimes my ultimate goal of going to medical school trudges in the shadows of figuring out my life. The title of this post comes from a poem in JRR Tolkein's Lord Of the Rings, but I actually came across it upon purchasing a print for my room (as I've never read LOTR.) It serves as a nice reminder on my wall that even if sometimes the journey overpowers the destination, it is not in vain. Here is the poem c/o Wikipedia:

All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king. 

Listen to: B.O.B "Chandelier"

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