“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.” — The Fellowship of the Ring, JRR Tolkien I’ve been around the block a few times. In dating. In life. In trying to figure out who I am and what I’m supposed to be doing here.