All that is gold

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.

– Bilbo, as relayed by J.R.R.Tolkein

It’s time to move, I want to make like that train and go… to see the road.  I’m not in search of myself, I know who I am…. but I need to see who you are.  I need to feel the Earth beneath my feet and the wind on my face.

Are you coming?