Build on top of rough rocks. At the bottom hit the waves of the Irish see the cliffs. This is #dunlucecastle
It was the perfect scene for an upcoming storm. And yeah, you can see it in the distance.. There was one incoming. We had no chance to escape and get again completely drenched in less than a minute. Bit after every storm is sunshine.
And so we could lucky enjoy the lovely #whiterockbeach with pure sunshine and no rain. This is for sure, one of the beautiful and impressive beaches of Ireland.
It almost seems like the Irish weather knows how to set his landscapes and castles in scene.
A long time ago (in my teenage-angst years), I used to write. I wrote about every single emotion I had (I’m so glad those journals no longer exist 🤦🏼♀️Alanis Morissette ain’t got nothin’ on me...).
But I’ve started jotting things down again, when I feel like simple words just don’t suffice, and it is oddly cathartic. My journal is suddenly full of scrawled musings that help me make sense of the trauma hidden, deep-down in my bones. The kind that aches at the most inconvenient times...
So I’ll just be over here, waxing poetic, sorting through my emotions like a game of 52 Card Pick Up (that joke was never funny...still isn’t...). If I can write about the darkness, and put it all on paper, then I know the night was real. And I can see how bright the day has become. You can’t have the rainbow without the storm (I can’t take credit for that poetic justice...a little too cheesy, but truth none-the-less). #waxingpoetic#sunshineaftertherain#addictionawareness#addictionsucks#stillhere#sometimesitrhymes#alanisimissyourangst#betrayaltraumasurvivor
We drove Arthur’s Pass today, however the wet weather and low hanging clouds didn’t make for amazing photo opportunities. This one was once we were out the other side and the sun started to peep through ⛅️