“Am I me through geography?”

This simple lyric from the 1975’s latest album got me thinking about a question I often ponder. And the answer is, absolutely. Where you’re born determines your whole life. Your life expectancy, income, your diet, your entire perspective and outlook. Your religion, the things you believe, the communities and collective memories that you subscribe to (willingly or not). Your entire existence is determined by where you are from. I’m fascinated by this. Because I’m not really from anywhere. Because lots of people I love also arent from anywhere or are from lots of places. Where you’re from is Almost Everything. I exist inside that “almost”. It sets me apart from my extended family members, from people I’ve encountered along the way.

I often wonder about what makes a TCK unique. What sets this small demographic of individuals apart from millions of other global migrants. Immigrants like my grandparents, economic migrants, first and second generation immigrants, drifters and wanderers etc. I believe that what makes being a TCK unique isn’t what you leave behind (because humans are constantly leaving things behind). It’s in what you struggle to retain or get back.

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Summer Part 3

I flew to Magaluf in Mallorca. Though the experience wasn’t quite what I thought it would be, it was still a beautiful place to spend a few weeks!

From there I flew to Barcelona, which I fell in love with immediately!

From Barcelona I embarked on a whirlwind road trip with one of my best friends. We drove through southern France, stopped for a night in Pisa, and then across Italy to Ancona. We took a ferry from there to Split, Croatia!

After a few nights in Split we drove to Dubrovnik. The girls went up north, and I travelled the Dalmatian Coast for another week before returning to Dublin.

Summer Part 1

What a hectic summer it was! Part 1 of my summer involved 3.5 weeks of travel with one of my best friends from home. We started by seeing a little more of Ireland, with a trip out west to Galway, and then up North to see the Giants Causeway and Belfast.

We then flew out to Amsterdam to meet some good friends, and from there traveled to Hamburg, Berlin, Prague, Budapest, and Zagreb.

Tips for Choosing the Perfect Hostel

So you’ve decided to stay in a hostel (YAY)! Your first step should always be to parooze Hostelworld. It is hands down the best place on the web to choose your perfect hostel. Hostelworld lets you filter the results for the kind of property you’re looking for; it also lets you sort properties by different factors.

Decide what’s most important to you about your hostel. In my experience, the four main factors to consider when choosing a hostel (or any travel accommodation really) are Price, Location, Reviews/ Ratings, Vibe. I’m going to break these down.

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Summer Ep is Live!

Ecstatic to announce that my Summer EP is alive and out everywhere! After months of writing, rehearsing, recording, post production, and navigating the treacherous waters of a first release, the EP is streaming everywhere! I couldn’t be more grateful for the experience of releasing music on my own, nor more grateful that its finally into the world. I am so thankful for everyone who contributed to this project. Thank you hank you thank you. Music is a team sport, and for me the most important thing about making art is who you do it with.
Visit the Summer EP page on my website to read more about the project, see album art, creds, and streaming info.
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Free streaming is available everywhere music is streamed!
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Im Back!

As if the fact that it has been nearly four months since my last blog post isn’t evidence enough that I did the right thing, I finally sent in my notice for work! This week will be my last at the restaurant. It took me a hella long time to come to this decision, even though I thought I had made up my mind when I was road tripping with my parents (everything is better on the road). I realized why the decision was so hard when I realized that it was about more than money. It was about the stability of work. It was about my anxious brain benefiting from purpose, from someone telling me what to do. It was about feeling productive after a 12 hour shift (and then promptly erasing it from my mind). It was about what its always been about, using constant excuses and distractions to keep me from chasing my potential. Last year it was school and friends. Now it was work. I found myself stuck in exactly the handcuffs I came here to free myself of. I remember craving freedom, for once in my life not having to answer to an institution, a school, a job, a boss, a girlfriend. Despite this, the capitalist subject trades in one pair of handcuffs for another. And most of the time she does so willingly, because the handcuffs can be cozy. They give you a sense of purpose and security. Because really being free is scary. When your hands are chained they can’t do too much. But when they’re free there’s no excuse for what they aren’t doing, no excuse for not building a masterpiece, theres no hiding behind chains.
Having the freedom, the time, no excuses present, to chase your dreams and manifest your goals is scary. Theres so much pressure to succeed. Mostly from yourself, but also from those around you. When you choose to commit to something, fully, you’re taking a huge risk. What it comes down to is fear. Its not about money, its about fear. Of the unknown, of that leap, of failure, of feeling unmotivated and not achieving your goals and dreams. When you’re an entrepreneur, an artist, you make your own purpose. When you work for The Man, you show up, are given tasks, complete them, and go home. When you work for yourself, you make your own tasks, your own schedules. You decide your own hours and goals. You define your own success. You watch the hours drip by, constantly tormented by not having enough time.
I’ve been hiding behind work, school, and other defences; using them as wind blockers. Im proud of myself, albeit a little scared, for having the courage to step out from behind them, and face the wind without excuses, without major distractions, without the fear of being blown away.
I got kinda sad for a minute because I felt like maybe I’m not cut out for the kind of life I thought I wanted, for whatever it is I came here to do. Maybe I’m meant to be boring, maybe I’d be happier that way. But then I was like, nah fuck that. Because I believe in doing things that scare you. If it makes you feel something, its probably a good idea. And I believe in being as risk-oriented as possible. If not now, when?

Not to say I haven’t done anything else since I’ve started working. Look out for some post-dated blog posts about what the last few months of my life have entailed!

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