santidevi

I sit at the Heuston train station in Dublin.  I wait for the 2:30 train to Galway.  As it is with traveling, the unexpected is my most intimate and interesting companion.  A blizzard in Chicago has delayed my departure in Denver by more than two hours, my connecting flight to Dublin will be air bound [...]

I bought a one-way ticket to Dublin last summer, consciously disempowering my penniless pocket. In the world of the sane, that was not. I do not excel at defining what is possible by rational. Limitations have always seemed illusory to me. I have been admonished my entire existence by people who [...]