That’s the gist of social anxiety to me: I love talking, if you get me going I’ll never stop, but even then, there’s a part of me that’s praying you’ll forget I’m there and do all the talking for me.
Well. It’s finally happening. As of this coming Friday (August 23, 2019), I will be leaving the USA to start a master’s degree in creative writing at University College Cork in Cork, Ireland.
The first and only time I ever visited Berlin, Germany was one of the worst nights of my life–and it all occurred in my head.
The mystery of its creation is not what drew me to Newgrange, but it is what keeps me aching to return.
(AKA: How not to kill your family in a foreign country)