still in ireland
the flight was cancelled due to "technical difficulties" on the plane.
I came back to UCD for another day. I'm taking the same flight tomorrow. because the only other option was to go Dublin to Paris to Atlanta to Denver and arrive at midnight, and that just sounded insane. Mom agreed.
so here i am in the flat! and i'm going to sleep in my bed, on my old crap mattress (the air mattress is packed away, coming home for purposes of convenience and comfort at the deis).
there's this weird feeling while I'm sitting here that I'm not meant to be here (well, i'm not), and that maybe I should have taken the flights today. or taken the hotel lufthansa offered me and slept. or at least stored my big luggage somewhere in the airport!
but i don't end up regretting the first two, because I really do love my friends at ucd. I thought it'd be weird having to say goodbye to them again after already having said it once, but it was just like seeing them again. so.
tonight, i'll wake up by the middle of the night, and text diarmaid, and then we'll see each other for the really last time. at least, in probably a year.
sigh.
too tired to say anything else. except that diarmaid made me cry the happy tears.
I came back to UCD for another day. I'm taking the same flight tomorrow. because the only other option was to go Dublin to Paris to Atlanta to Denver and arrive at midnight, and that just sounded insane. Mom agreed.
so here i am in the flat! and i'm going to sleep in my bed, on my old crap mattress (the air mattress is packed away, coming home for purposes of convenience and comfort at the deis).
there's this weird feeling while I'm sitting here that I'm not meant to be here (well, i'm not), and that maybe I should have taken the flights today. or taken the hotel lufthansa offered me and slept. or at least stored my big luggage somewhere in the airport!
but i don't end up regretting the first two, because I really do love my friends at ucd. I thought it'd be weird having to say goodbye to them again after already having said it once, but it was just like seeing them again. so.
tonight, i'll wake up by the middle of the night, and text diarmaid, and then we'll see each other for the really last time. at least, in probably a year.
sigh.
too tired to say anything else. except that diarmaid made me cry the happy tears.