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.

Back to Europe...

...soon enough. Or so the plans are going. Backpacking for the summer is definitely in my plans, and then...back to Eire.
I miss it so much. I know that I'll miss America while I'm there, but you only live once, and I know what I want.