Greener lands

Today, I’m writing from Dublin. Going here — or rather the thought of doing so — has undeniably caused me a lot of anxiety and worry.
Would I be able to afford enough food without asking friends or my family for more money? Would I get along with the people on the trip? Would I be bored out of my mind?

What today has taught me is that things rarely turn out as bad as your imagination is trying to convince you they will. Everything has worked out great so far, we were at the airport early, there was no delay or other issues, it even stopped raining as soon as we went outside here in Dublin. The room in our hostel is absolutely fine, I know for a fact they have much worse rooms. I get along well with my roommates, and we’ve discovered that there’s a cheap supermarket right up the street, as well as many “too good to go”-providers in the area. So as long as I stick to those, I will most definitely survive.

Lastly, boredom has been prevented so far by working on my boyfriend’s birthday gift. It’s something I’ve been planning for a long time, and like this trip it has caused me much frustration and emotional distress at times, but it is very much thought-through, and I’m devoting all my heart to it. I have to keep telling myself that that’s all I can do: my best, for the best person in my life.

And now, I will continue listening to the sounds of Dublin at night while I fall asleep in the firm knowledge of having spent a day well.

Good night and peace out,
Emilia