My heart is beating fast, and hasn’t stopped since yesterday.

I just wrote an entire paragraph about Ireland, and about how we’re buying tickets this week. I wrote about how wonderful I felt, how anxious I did not feel, and how free the idea of “getting out of here” is making me. This world is big, and I wrote about that too.

Then, I deleted it. Because no words can do it justice, and because I am too involved with this song at the moment:

It makes me want to stop writing in this blog, in the best way possible.

My head is in another place right now. Dreaming, far away.

Thank you, Agnes.