In 14 days I'm going to wake up and be able to smell the Irish breeze. There are no words that I can "type" or say to even begin to describe how I feel about that. Since I was small I've been dreaming of the day I will visit Ireland.. and deep down inside, I know I'm going to feel like I am home. I can close my eyes now and almost feel the breeze licking my skin.
For the longest time, since before I could remember, I would dream of what looks like Ireland to me. When I was small I would see waves crashing on the rocks below me as I stood at the edge of a great drop off... years later I found that the place in my dreams greatly resembled The Cliffs Of Moher. I can not wait to make my dream a reality. And it will be interesting to feel the emotions I have as I relive something that I've done several times in my sleep.
I find it strange that somehow I know what it will smell like... what the weather will feel like against my skin and that I will feel completely at peace staring off that cliff into the depths of ocean below.
For the longest time, since before I could remember, I would dream of what looks like Ireland to me. When I was small I would see waves crashing on the rocks below me as I stood at the edge of a great drop off... years later I found that the place in my dreams greatly resembled The Cliffs Of Moher. I can not wait to make my dream a reality. And it will be interesting to feel the emotions I have as I relive something that I've done several times in my sleep.
I find it strange that somehow I know what it will smell like... what the weather will feel like against my skin and that I will feel completely at peace staring off that cliff into the depths of ocean below.
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You are correct about Ireland. You feel like you are home. Ireland is in our blood.