Down time

The shock of living in Ireland has finally worn off.

Actually, it kind of all hit me in the face last night after talking to Toni-Marie & Nicolas and listening to Galway Girl ( my new favourite song -http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zFlfSeh-Ts8 it makes me cry what I can only assume are happy tears but may in fact be something totally different).

Anyway so there I was, in my bed and I suddenly realised "Holy Shit, I'm LIVING in Ireland for 5 months!" This was accompanied by such a jolt of mixed fear, excitement and home-sickness that made me more or less nearly fall out of my bed. I did manage to quickly recover from that excess energy and get some sleep.
Today though, the feeling is a lot different. The loneliness is starting to set in and I'm getting really antsy. I can't focus and I just really want to see either family or some friends from school or home.
That being said though, I am MUCH better here than I am at ND. The Irish are so much more like Trinidadians than Americans are. As Patrick put it, "it must be an island thing."
I'm a lot less home sick, a lot less culture shocked and a hell of a lot less depressed.

I'm going to try to force myself to focus on something so I'll try to make some progress on my short story that isn't really a short story. I'll explain eventually but it is a genre all of it's own.

Of course you know I love you all and, as you can tell, I MISS YOU!