Doldrum Snorkum

If he can do this, so can I.

So can you.

If we just put our minds to it, we can do anything.

This gem of a book had to gather dust in my closet for more than a year before I finally came to my senses and let it (the book, not my senses) see the light. I read this from noon until one in the morning, and the grainy sensation in my eyes is a small price to pay for the utter joy this book has brought me. Priceless, haunting, stunning—I could go on and on, but there is only so much space, isn’t there? Anyway. I laughed, cried, both laughed and cried while flipping excitedly through every page. I felt the grit and beauty of Ireland digging deep into my skin and seeping into my pores, and I am still feeling it. This book grabs you by its teeth and refuses to let go.

And I don’t want it to.

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Photo was taken by yours truly.