What Seems Tragic Now Won't Even Be

I Love It Here In Boston And I Love Studying Medicine. But It’s Not Home. Dublin Is Home. Being Back With You Felt Like Home. I Miss My Best Friend. I’ve Met Some Great Guys Here, But I Didn’t Grow Up With Any Of Them Playing Cops And Robbers In My Back Garden. I Don’t Feel Like They Are Real Friends. I Haven’t Kicked Them In The Shins, Stayed Up All Night On Santa Watch With Them, Hung From Trees Pretending To Be Monkeys, Played Hotel, Or Laughed My Heart Out As Their Stomachs Were Pumped. It’s Kind Of Hard To Beat That.

Alone Or Not, You Gotta Walk Forward.

After Having My Baby I Felt Like I'd Been Introduced To My Life, I Slowed Down, I Paid More Attention To Simple Things, I Addressed A Few Issues In My Own Life, I Even Got Married, I Looked At What Was Important And What Wasn't, And So I Used That Experience For Inspiration.

I Make It Easier For People To Leave By Making Them Hate Me A Little.

One Must Not Speak Of Such Things. One Is Still Scarred From That Experience.