Bipolar Quinn
Tomorrow I leave this place to begin my next venture⦠I’m going to stay with the Pages, a family in west Cork who need help with their children and asparagus farm. The farm is small and there are only two… Continue Reading
Tomorrow I leave this place to begin my next venture⦠I’m going to stay with the Pages, a family in west Cork who need help with their children and asparagus farm. The farm is small and there are only two… Continue Reading
Today the sun is shining and the world is new. I clean the floors all over again after yesterday’s escapades in hopes that it will land me back into Daniel’s good graces. I ask myself: Why do I even care?… Continue Reading
Today was a bad day. A bad, bad, bad day. The morning started as it usually does. At about 7:30 I wake to the sounds of pans clanging, doors banging, and a nine year old screaming like the house is… Continue Reading
Yesterday I went to a little pink store on Fownes street called MayFly. Essentially a walk-in etsy shop the store is filled with things like handmade steampunk jewelry, hand sewn dolls, hand drawn greeting cards, vintage clothing, pinup posters, and many… Continue Reading
So what have I gained so far in Ireland? Well besides a distaste for small demonic children and probably another ten pounds, I have been spending more time in coffee shops than I ever expected to in a lifetime. My… Continue Reading
It’s Monday and I’m back in Malahide. Back to clean a house left in a state post-tasmanian-devil and to look after a child who just might be the devil. Natasha leaves for Cannes this Wednesday and then I’m to be… Continue Reading
The stormy weather has persisted throughout the day and on the west coast of Ireland it only gets worse. The sky is grey and the wind is howling. Our bus driver said it’s the worst he’s ever driven through. It… Continue Reading
Today I left for a two-day bus tour of Galway. I woke up at 6:00am, put all my things together, got into a cab and then realized halfway into town that I had forgotten to lookup my reservation number for… Continue Reading
My sad little rant was cut short when I was approached by a guy who was in the Starbucks at the time I was writing it. I put out into the universe that I was in need of company and… Continue Reading
I have no idea how people sit in coffee shops and write. My brain is so overwhelmed right now it feels impossible to reflect. I just spent the last three and a half hours trolling the streets of Dublin with… Continue Reading
Oh my. So today I picked Gemma up from school for the first time. I was warned that she wouldn’t talk to me but this didn’t stop me from trying. As we walked home I made jokes, sang songs, and… Continue Reading
This will be a day behind but I’ve been a bit delirious thanks to good ol’ jet lag.I woke up after two hours of sleep and made myself some eggs with avocado. After that lasagna nightmare they were the best… Continue Reading
Yesterday I landed at 6:30am. Natasha picked me up at 7:00 and on the way to the house we drove through town. It was completely desolate on account of the bank holiday.When we got to the house Natasha warned me… Continue Reading
I’ll be twenty-three next month. I know to most that’s considered to be still quite young. But I feel I’ve lived a long life. Long enough to feel like I’ve already failed so many times. I’ve lived long enough to… Continue Reading
About a week ago I had a dream that I was walking outside my old house by the sea. Everything was silent and I could feel the breeze coming off the ocean. I think my father was with me; he… Continue Reading