Tuesday 20th: Once training’s finished, Dara asks me if I want to come along the Joseph Mary Plunketts for a hurling tournament down in San Diego. It’s a 10ish hour drive back-and-forth down the state – basically 2 days of driving out of this 4-day weekend. This sounds like a plan: I’m down for it. On Wednesday…
Petit post un peu particulier, en français cette fois-ci. J’ai du mal à m’exprimer en français.Mon vocabulaire est restreint, ma grammaire est rudimentaire, écrire un mail est éprouvant, et je fais des phrases sans fin qui ne valent certainement pas la peine d’être lues ou même entendues. Si ce n’était pas pour ma maman, toutes…
No one is better than me, but I am not better than anyone. I think this is a cool way to start your day. Don’t really know where I’m going with this one, but those days, I feel like I’ve been having an existential crisis – yeah, the one you get at 35. To me…
Hello there, it’s been a while but I have been missing this journaling/random thoughts thing. Plus, it helps me move forward in my understanding of myself and life. Since last time I wrote on this blog a few things happen. To name just a few, I : Anyways, it’s been awesome. I have also been…
Seriously, it’s just a mess.
Everyday I have those questions knocking at the door of my mind. Trying to figure out what they truly are.
Probably the closest place on Earth to Mars, where you lose track of time and distances.
There is something in the air. Don’t really know what it is but feels like anything’s possible.
Because the end of the year could have been on July 13th or any other day. Every day is a new year, a new beginning.