Suilad, Mellon!

Before I came to Lord of the Rings Online, I was in a heavy cretive block. No stories, no drawings, no poems, heck, no reading and no roleplay. I was pretty much at the edge of my nerves, and I hated most things. Games bored me incredibly fast. Work seemed unbearable.
Then I get the suggetion: 'hey, why don't you try Lord of the Rings Online?'
I thought about it. I thought 'Nah, it's probably a crappy thing that went with the flow of the movies.' Yes. I thought that. I hadn't looked in to it. I knew nothing of it, aside from the title. And I was still full of prejudice. I shunned every game that had a name linked to a movie (or set of movies, for that matter.)
Well, in the end, I did try it out. I asked where my buddies played. 'On the english RP server.' they said. RP? I didn't like that thought then. I wasn't up to it. I weighed the pro's and cons, and decided for it. I joined the Laurelin Server and created a character. An elf it had to be. And I made her of Lórien. And she 'had' to be a minstrel! as her name, Morielen, was one I used often, and most often linked to a bard or music in some way.
Then I entered the world. But it was not what I expected. No peaceful landscapes, no magical forests. None of that. In stead, a burning town and people shouting hectically. I was immersed from the very first second on, near to panicked, by the sudden action. Nothing that I expected. At all.
About a week later, after some rough RP, where I had no idea whatsoever how to react (I answered some really witty pseudo-jedi-whatever stuff... really, I'm ashamed of that...) I was invited to a kinship. It didn't take long, and I was invited. And all of a sudden, meeting so many wonderful people, I started to RP decently. I started to read and study Tolkien's works. Heck, I asked my mom if she could hand me her old books and I bought myself a copy of 'The Hobbit'. I started having fun again. And I hadn't been so immersed in to a game as I had for several years.
My creativity came back. I wrote two beautiful songs, and learned the poem of Beren and Lúthien Tinúviel, as it is the most beautiful poem I have seen to this day. I started to draw, and made several characters purely fore RP. And I'm trying to study both the Sindarin and the Quenya languages. And most of all: I'm happier than I have been in a long time, and I seem to meet more and more people I wish I had met much, much earlier.
Now I'm not completely perplexed anymore when I'm greeted with a friendly 'Suilad, Mellon!'