I want to go to Ireland. Now.

This is what happens when you watch movies like “P.S. I Love You.” You think you can be Hilary Swank and go to Ireland where dark, handsome, strapping, guitar-playing men abound. And that they’re waiting for you.

Let’s see what happens.

So the thing is, I generally dislike “firsts”. Uncharted waters and change ain’t my cup of tea. Maybe that’s why I’ve started (and subsequently stopped) writing in every journal or blog I’ve ever had.
This time I’d like to make it stick, so I’m trying a new approach. No presuppositions about what to write, no rules, [...]