It is the wee hours of the morning and I am contemplating consequence and circumstance.

Returning home to Ireland on the 4th and recovering from the drain on inspiration.. I have resigned from enduring mind-numbing triviality, and soon hope to enjoy some green.. Lots of green, fields of the stuff.

I am wishing well to all at home, and to anyone who I will see in my tenure back. I hope that my father gets to keep his job. That my sister enjoys working in Edinburgh, and that the new friends I have met and made in Dundee are well over the summer, and that they remember to come back..

As for coming back here. I will have to attend to my studies in order to sit exams in August, but it should not be too untoward.
I assert that I enjoyed my time here, although Psychology as a stand alone is no longer important to me. I will aim for a Joint Honours Degree, if plausible.

Focault in 3rd Year and Nietzsche in 4th.. No need for a dissertation (though I will see if I want to take one next year anyway).

I am happy. I would like to share this obscure and peaceful form of happiness with someone.