NOTES ON EXILE BY A MAN IN A ROOM IN A FLAT ON HIS OWN

Tuesday, September 27, 2005

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gandalf

I want to be Gandalf. Incánus. Mithrandir. Olórin. Tharkûn. The Grey Pilgrim. Stormcrow. The White. He of the immortal race of Ainur. I would speak in riddles and be renowned for my wisdom. It’s quite pathetic really. Sometimes when I read The Lord of the Rings, I read Gandalf’s lines aloud and pretend that I’m him.