Exhaustion...

...will eventually take over. For now, I'm awake.
It's still fairly early.
My eyes are starting to glaze over, and all I can see is fog that covers the roads as I stare out of a bus on my way to Kinsale.
But I'm not physically on a bus to Kinsale. I'm at my kitchen counter, which happens to be green like those faraway hills.
I've been researching for longer than my eyes can handle. All I want to do is take up residency in Ireland, and live in a place that fills my dreams. While I was there, I didn't dream of the roadways of America, though occasionally I thought of Fenway or the Garden. But I visit Ireland every night, and I have since I stepped off of that plane. Unfortunately I'm coming to the realization that I probably have a little more work to do in America before I can jet off to my dream country. A little more "real-world" experience.
By "real-world" I mean - real WORK experience.
Frustrating, but I figure it will be worth it.
I'll let you know when I figure out more. For now I'm going to go get back on that bus to Kinsale, maybe stop for a pint and some fish at Edward's while I'm there. Best fish ever, just sayin.