when you’re sad and you’re lonely and it all turns out wrong,
when you’ve got the fear.
and when you’re no longer searching for beauty or love,
just some kind of life with the edges taken off.
when you can’t even define what it is you’re frightened of,
this song will be here.
So, it seems that time spent down south did the trick. Loads of London and loads of cider. Plus, I started a new job today. New job – new wardrobe, that’s what I say. So, despite the fact that I’m having to fight the urge to type this in hashtags, things are moving forward. Took me a while there, I know. Here’s some snaps from the weekend that was. Oh, and the present the postman had left for me when I got back. I literally haven’t turned it off. And it literally hasn’t stopped lifting my heart since – not even for a second.
the better you look,
the more i want you.
I have basically got three songs on rotating repeat at the moment. It’s that sort of time. The Pretenders – Don’t Get Me Wrong, David Bowie – Strangers When We Meet, and a third which shall remain nameless because it’s a big fat guilty pleasure. (Some of you might argue that The Pretenders should also be on the guilty pleasure list, but that’s where we would disagree.) This loop will hopefully be broken tomorrow though, as I’m heading south to spend some much needed time in the sun with family, friends and fizz. Basically, I can’t wait.
