🇮🇪 If I Speak of Ireland, I Speak of My 22nd Year
"Seven years gone, but the Atlantic still whispers in my dreams." 🌊💭 🌧️ Memories Etched in Rain Endless winters: Damp cobblestones and gales that stole umbrellas. ☔ Summer magic: *9 PM sunsets staining the sky cotton-candy pink.* 🌸🌆 River Lee nights: Feeding pigeons, waving at beer-drinking strangers on boats—"That joy could make you fall in love with Ireland a thousand times over." 🍻🕊️ 📸 The Unresumeable Life All-nighters: Essay crises and homesick tears in library carrels. 📚💧 Crooked streets: Where every puddle hid a story. "Useless" moments: The ones that never made my CV—the ones that made me.* #IrelandInMyHeart #NostalgiaTrip