Getting to What is Important

Sometimes it is so easy to follow the suggestions of others I sometimes find my self forgeting the orginal purpose of my own plans. The orginal purpose of my trip to Ireland was to create some alone and quiet time with no demands so that I could write. I started this blog last January and only now I seem to be getting around to it. When out of integrity with ones own goals everything seems to fall out of focus.
I have had so many random suggestions from so many people about meeting a nice handsome rugged Irishman that it started to be a bigger focus than even healthy for me. The sense of failure every time I would walk out of somewhere and not make a connection was becoming depressing. Almost making me not want to participate in my own vacation.
I personally did not have the memo before I left that the guys were so cute. I guess several of you did. If any of you would like to meet a nice handsome rugged Irish guy. You get on the plane and get here. I am not saying that I haven't talked to plenty of Irish because I have young and old their accents are all cute. I am just declaring that it is not a focus in my vacation anymore.
I do have a canidate for any of you that I am willing to pass on. I met him on the bus from Galway to Roundstone. If anyone is interested I can pass on the address and phone.
Sheep farmer in Connemara Ireland.
Stills lives with parents and prefers bus as transportation.
Able to meet up on Saturdays in Clifden.
Ideal female canidate must be American and be able withstand the aroma of a guy after a hard
days labour even when dressed in shirt and tie.
Would prefer if able to give in after a few pints. If ideal female canidate is
not willing to spend one on one time would be willing to accept postcards from America.
Caution I think he may be on the rebound. I think his current or last girl friend said
"Naa Naa"