When I came out of my house this morning, my neighborhood was shrouded in a thick foggy mist that made me gasp, partially out of surprise because I hadn't looked outside yet, and partially out of awe and delight because it reminded me of mornings in Northern Ireland. I miss being there so much. I think that I got the best experience possible of living there because I wasn't just there to play around, I worked hard. I struggled through hard times as well as thoroughly enjoying the good times. I don't feel like I have an eyes-glazed-over view of life there. It felt just like living life here, only with more beautiful geography, beautiful accents, laid-back culture, and interesting surroundings (i.e. the rest of Europe).
I've been thinking a lot about what I want to do after graduation in May. I have several options, some more conceivable than others. Live in OKC and work. Move back home and work. Move to Portland and work. Move to Ireland and work. I want to move. Mostly for a change of pace, but also because lately I've been growing increasingly terrified of the student loan debt that I owe. Honestly I'm not convinced that I'll ever get out from under.
Anyway. I've left this post unposted all day, and now I'm about to go to bed, much to the disappointment of my poor puppy. She misses me when I'm gone all day. :(
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