The sun is born again.
I always breathe a sigh of relief on December 22, because I know in my mind that the days are aren’t getting shorter. The sun will return—the days get longer, and the temperature (eventually) gets warmer. Simply knowing that makes me feel better. Continue reading “Happy Winter Solstice!”
My pilgrammage to Ireland for the Brian Boru Harp.
So of course, a most exciting thing happened right away in 2007–I was headed to Ireland! I remember being pretty scared about going, but my brother chimed in with words of encouragement: “I’m jealous like a motherfucker that you get to live in the motherland.” Continue reading “2007 – Age 22”
“It’s not a matter of IF I go to Ireland, it’s a matter of WHEN.”
I found a pile of papers in the filing cabinet from 2006. It’s kind of a hodgepodge. This is a hard post to write because I’m scanning my youth writings. I have pages of notes from my college days where I was making an early attempt to be a deep thinker. In retrospect it’s almost painful for me to see how immature I was, but sometimes I managed to surprise myself (today)… so here I go. Continue reading “2006 – Age 21”
