Irish Blessing.

May the road rise up to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back,
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
And the rains fall soft upon your fields.
Until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of his hand.

This song has been apart of my musical life for the past two years and now, now I truly understand it. It really speaks to me as graduation approaches. Especially since I know that I will never see some of these people again. I get it.

Irony in its Entirety.

Its funny how the one thing that inspires me the most is the one thing I cant find the words to describe.