Laethanta Saoire: The Hand Of God, by Gary Grace
Gary Grace, Dublin writer.
The lads are off to Ibiza for the summer - World Cup fever. But I want to do something meaningful, with purpose. Something for my mind. Something I’m leaving for Argentina to find God or whatever is inside me that is worth living for. I’ve stopped taking my medication and the benefits are already evident. I’m no longer lethargic, I’m feeling creative again, and have filled an entire notebook full of ideas to work on while I am volunteering at the orphanage.
The woman at the desk in Dublin airport is looking at me strangely.
