Calling for Repeal: An Ocean Away

The week before I left Ireland, I took to the streets of Dublin with my friends
To walk side by side with women, men, and children who were no longer asking for a change in our society
But demanding it.

I left our little island in April, swapping rolling fields for the towering skyscrapers of New York
Filled with a genuine sense of hope for Ireland's future
The ferocious roar of solidarity that I have witnessed countless times in the lead up to this referendum gave me the will to believe that the people I left would make the right choice
Still, there was an undeniable feeling of dread deep in my core, as I no longer had a say in this choice.

Diary 001

MARCH

There is a voice inside telling me to leave
It started as a whisper
Bubbling beneath the surface
Hushed, at first, by the sweet comfort of home, of welcoming faces and the safety of familiarity
But now that voice is screaming
It is fuelled by wanderlust, I admit
This voice is not new
The voice has always been inside
It can be appeased by trips away
But it will always return
Louder and fiercer than ever

1. Words of the Week

Reading and writing have been two of the greatest joys and passions in my life for as long as I can remember. To be quite honest, they are the reason that this blog was created. 
But recently, finding the time to curl up with a book, or scribble the words flying around my head onto a piece of paper has felt next to impossible. So, last week I set myself the challenge of writing something, anything, each day of the week. These are words have been brimming in my mind for some time now, and so their themes vary. Regardless, my New Years resolution for 2018 seems to have fallen into my lap, or rather into my pen. I plan to carry this on, at least once a month, for the rest of the year and will document it here, to keep myself accountable. 
Future theme or topic suggestions are both encouraged and welcome! 

Words for Berlin

This day last year, New Year's Day, was not my favourite, for multiple reasons. Although I knew the hazy dullness I felt surrounding me was just temporary, I still felt undeniably stagnant in my life. Rather than wallow in pity and feed whatever was already desperately trying to pull me down, I decided to make the most of the opportunities afforded to us on the first day of the year and make a New Year's resolution that I would happily stick to. I promised myself I would go on a trip away from home at least once a month in 2017, satisfying my wanderlust and giving my mind and body the chance to breath and rejuvenate more frequently.