Transneptune

The semester is going well so far—classes that fill my head with ideas, questions, and new perspectives. TAing is good so far—running a classroom ain’t so bad, and can even be kinda fun. I have a social world, too, seeing people I knew last time I was out here, and meeting new people, too.

Yet. I long for Toronto, Stromness, Dublin, Machiasport. I long for places I’ve never been—St. John’s, Reykjavik, Halifax. I long to see the north Atlantic with a steel-grey sky above it, threatening storm. I long to sit by the window and drink tea, debating whether I should walk out into the wind and watch the weather come in, holding myself tight against the chill.

That makes the warmth and the music and friends all the sweeter.

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I am here. Flying in, I felt my spirits lighten. It just feels plain better here. I can’t really account for it. I don’t think I want or need to, though.

I got in, a spring in my step despite Ryanair being the awful thing it is, and went straight to the center of town. Just to orient and root myself, I stopped by the old Bank of Ireland headquarters. I absorbed some magic there, and then struck off for Chapelizod. It’s a part of town I’ve not been to before, but it’s lovely. Nestled right between Phoenix Park and the Liffey.

Most importantly though: it’s fantastic to see Brian and Karen. I missed them a lot, and it’s been a lovely evening staying with them. My UCD friends are so dear to me.

Tags: air travel, gaming, home, ireland, north by Kit
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Blogging is hard. I forget to do it.

So let’s see. Spring is happening—cleaning, enjoying the air, enjoying the light. I’m looking for jobs, but also thinking about how feasible it would be to freelance. The issue is finding enough work, as always. But I think I can do it. If anyone wants web apps or other things developed, hey, I’m game.

And I dance, and I sing. I don’t play enough music. I see friends, and I plan a trip to Ireland in May. That’ll be good. I look forward to seeing friends. I’ve been contemplating the reduction in my wanderlust. I think it’s basically that I don’t want to go anywhere but These Isles, and maybe Canada. I need North. I don’t want to go to these warm places where the air is full of spices. I want to go places where the wind whips over the North Atlantic and the light is clear and silver, and then the sky is filled with slugging grey clouds and the air is filled with drizzle.

And my thoughts, my mental life? Awakening from hibernation. Thinking about what I can do that is useful to the world, and interesting to me. Wondering how making a living fits into that.

Tags: ireland, north, work by Kit
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