How often do you look down? I remember when I was younger I was petrified that I would step on a crack. You know, because I love my mother, and I wouldn’t want her to break her back simply because I wasn’t vigilant enough in where I placed my steps. Then as I got older … Continue reading The Ground Beneath Your Feet
There are many things that inspire me, from a gorgeous sunrise, to an exchange with a friend, to a brilliant turn of phrase, to a burst of genuine laughter. But what inspires me the most are those moments of spontaneity that can’t possibly be rehearsed or constructed beforehand, those times that I know can’t possibly … Continue reading Living Those Moments
Solitude. That’s what I feel when I think of Tara, that solitary hill in the middle of flatlands, that lush green countryside that seemed unreal even while we stood on its surface. And while the multitudes of sheep moved past in herds, making low sounds deep in their throats, we stood there and soaked it … Continue reading Tara
We rode in a huge bus down the myriad streets of Dublin, with all the amenities of home, but the bathroom was a little small. We visited a statue of James Joyce, piling out of the bus with wild abandon, glad not to be cooped up anymore. But my eye was drawn to the red … Continue reading Red Door
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