Yes, "I am here"! Just not "here". My dreams are plagued with Ireland, my thoughts clouded with scents of peat fire and salty air... Now that I am so close to beginning school once more I have to think back to when we moved here. A year ago my future seemed clear and right out in front of me. Then we went to Ireland and returned home... I spent most of the summer sitting on my ass playing Sims and wishing I had a real life. :-(
Ireland changed my entire being. Maybe I was suppose to just sit this summer but I cannot help feeling like I wasted so much time. Instead of listing the things I could have done, I am going to be thankful for having the time to waste. :-)
My next journey is with numbers and art! I am not sure how I feel about it all just yet. I am excited and nervous! The Ireland program was so exciting and adrenaline based I am wondering just how this year will go. I am really trying not to compare the two, but how is that possible? It is not often that opportunity comes along... Nor for that amount of personal growth to happen in such a small amount of time. I think I will break it down and write a bit more of what I experienced and how I feel it has impacted my life.
I have been thinking a lot about Dublin. I am not a fan of big cities! Dublin is fairly large and yet I felt very comfortable there. I usually tense up when I am around large amounts of people I do not know, but I had no problem hanging out and being calm. It is this calm feeling that has had me feeling out of sorts. It is as if I picked it up in Dublin and left it there before returning home! I would very much like that feeling back! My stomach has been in knots since returning home. Worrying about every little thing... What is it about Ireland that caused me to find a sense of well-being?
