Flickers of Irish Americana Troubadour

It’s a Friday afternoon and I am exhausted. Today marks the end of the first week of my final exams. My body feels weighted down with arbitrary facts about 1930’s Russia not to mention I’m still shaking fatigue from muscles that feel almost overtrained, (could that possibly be a symptom of the three hour PDHPE exam I did yesterday?)  I crawl into bed and grab … Continue reading Flickers of Irish Americana Troubadour