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.