i close my eyes and think of ireland.

When my mind is heavy and wants to get away for a little while, it goes back to Ireland. That thin, crisp air unlike any I'd ever breathed before....all those shades of green that I didn't know existed....the feeling of time suspended....It was one of those moments in my life that I wished I could bottle, put in my pocket, and bring out whenever I want for the rest of my life.