Stories of the people and places we encounter.
Why Can’t I Sleep?
Is there a reason I can’t sleep? I ask myself when I feel meek. What seems to be the problem here? Frustrating complications don’t just disappear? They follow us as we lay in our bed. A pillow protects not our mind but our head. Is there a reason I can’t sleep? I’M YELLING NOW… I…
Second Home
I could paint you a picture, take a photo, or write you a song but that only gives you a sample of what Ireland might be like to me. It does not allow you to feel the wind in your hair as you stand on the Cliffs of Moher, taste a perfectly poured Guinness, or…
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