A few weekends ago I had an extraordinarily grown up day. It was Sunday, I had not been out the previous night and woke feeling that particular fresh feeling that comes with having the exact right amount of sleep. Goldilocks would have been proud, it was just right.
So I woke early, did some work, cleaned my room and then went to buy a vacuum cleaner.Yes, I am getting sensible in my "old age". It had been a long week in work and an extra effort was made on my Friday night-Saturday morning to make up for that. It was the first week I felt truly comfortable with my decision to not emigrate 6 months ago, the realisation that Dublin is smaller but no less exciting then all the option that were on offer to me. Summer is coming soon and with it the bustle of Dublin ramps up as it becomes more than just a city, it develops an identity, a dual identity one Dublin for the invading tourist hordes and one for those looking for more than a pint in a pub on the long summer evenings. More and more I am seeing innovative and creative side of a generation of people stuck in ruts, with no comfortable jobs or easy credit to fund their lifestyles driving them to make their own fun.
I ramble and I digress, I was driving back towards the city centre from the North and the sun truly made Dublin look spectacular. I was driving along an avenue coming into Drumcondra and as I crested a hill the city spread out but one particular feature caught my eye. Framed between trees and the buildings on either side were three tall church steeples and they looked so simple and yet so elegant, but it was not this that struck me, as I drove closer to the city on either side as my perspective and view widened there were cranes on either side. I thought the unintentional metaphor that my city provided was striking. A juxtaposition of the old of the new, of the very old and the recently passed. Both signs of things that have fallen.
My job is tough, I am coming to realise that the more I learn and the more I do, the more there is left to do. It doesn't get easier, I just have to get better. I have explained to several people in the last fortnight that I will sacrifice what is left of my personal life to achieve what I want to achieve. Sometimes though, the other facets force precedence. I'm finally starting to enjoy that.
Also Listen to this. It is wonderful.
AS usual I leave you with an image. Traffic outside Seoul Arts Centre, Korea. December 2008
So in honour of a morning that saw bright sunshine, wide boulevards empty and springfilled, leaves and buds, a view of the snow covered mountains with church steeples; closer in the cranes appear to the right, I bid you good weekend.
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