And Nobody Had Told Them That They

Once Again, I Don’t Quite Know Where I’m Headed Steph. It Seems That Every Few Years I’m Shoveling Up The Pieces Of My Life And Starting From Scratch All Over. No Matter What I Do Or How Hard I Try I Can’t Seem To Reach The Dizzy Heights Of Happiness, Success, And Security, Like So Many People Do. And I’m Not Talking About Becoming A Millionaire And Living Happily Ever After. I Just Mean Reaching A Point In My Life That I Can Stop What I’m Doing, Take A Look Around Me, Breathe A Sigh Of Relief, And Think “i’m Where I Want To Be Now.

I Can’t Even Think About What Life “could Have Been” Like In Boston, Without Crying. It’s Like Deja-vu, I Don’t Think Me And Boston Were Ever Meant To Be.

We Haven't Lost Everything, If We Haven't Lost Our Hope.

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.

"what Is It With People These Days?" He Hisses... "in My Day, Something Just Was. None Of This Analysis A Hundred Times Over. None Of These College Courses With People Graduating With Degrees In Whys And Hows And Becauses. Sometimes, Love, You Just Need To Forget All Of Those Words And Enroll In A Little Lesson Called 'thank You.'"