Part II

As much as I tried to explain how unbelievably legendary Ireland was I want to refrain from bragging about how incredibly epic of a trip I had. However, when I say things like 'unbelievably legendary' and 'incredibly epic' it's hard to sound humble and my roommates no longer take me seriously.


"I could cry right now"
Why?
"I'm so homesick. I miss Ireland.."
I can't take you seriously.

I can hardly take myself seriously eighty three percent of the time but I say this with genuine sincerity: it took a week in Ireland. A week abroad, in bliss and in vulnerability, to pick up on a few noteworthy LL's [life lessons].
I want to approach my life, eyes open with my hands free. There are certain things I have grown to value and nurture passion for. My priorities scramble first to fourth, second to fifth daily but I feel like the end goal has always been the same and traveling introduced me to this truth.
Live according to me and I'll be handed all that's meant to be.
Recognition, praise, conformity, appearance are a few of what navigate the roads within our lives and lead to decisions we make. We all have motivations and make decisions bringing us to tomorrow but I want to live today and drive with my feelings at the wheel. Emotion and feeling are deeper, driving forces in my life. Without feeling in my hands after chopping cilantro and the emotion I put into relationships I am nothing but my footprint in the mud or fingerprint on my coffee cup. Living is more than just being here.
I remember that feeling. Gosh, I miss it. I live for that feeling and those cupcakes sound really good right now.