There's A Fine Line Between

Our Minds Do Unusual Things Sometimes, Tamara. When We’re Looking For Things It Takes It Upon Itself To Go Down Its Own Route. All We Can Do Is Follow

All Families Have Their Secrets, Most People Would Never Know Them, But They Know There Are Spaces, Gaps Where The Answers Should Be, Where Someone Should Have Sat, Where Someone Used To Be. A Name That Is Never Uttered, Or Uttered Just Once And Never Again. We All Have Our Secrets.

I Have Found That The Many Imbalances Within Our Individual Lives Result In An Overall More Worldly Balance. What I Mean Is That No Matter How Unfair I Think Something Is, I Need Only Look At The Bigger Picture To See How, In A Way, It Fits... However Impossible It Is To Understand It Or See It At The Time.

But Even In Her Laughter There Was Something Missing. She Never Seemed To Be Truly Happy; She Just Seemed To Be Passing Time While She Waited For Something Else. She Was Tired Of Just Existing; She Wanted To Live.

I Love It Here In Boston And I Love Studying Medicine. But It’s Not Home. Dublin Is Home. Being Back With You Felt Like Home. I Miss My Best Friend. I’ve Met Some Great Guys Here, But I Didn’t Grow Up With Any Of Them Playing Cops And Robbers In My Back Garden. I Don’t Feel Like They Are Real Friends. I Haven’t Kicked Them In The Shins, Stayed Up All Night On Santa Watch With Them, Hung From Trees Pretending To Be Monkeys, Played Hotel, Or Laughed My Heart Out As Their Stomachs Were Pumped. It’s Kind Of Hard To Beat That.