'Na gyd yw bywyd yw darn o halen yn y gofod

Its a lyric from "Bore Da" by Euros Childs. it translates to "life is just a grain of salt in space"...obviously, it could be worded a lot fruitier but you understand the concept. It's true, how can I worry so much when I'm just a speck! My problems are miniscule really.

I'm now completely alone...in a good way! It ended so well, I couldn't have wished for a better conclude a very important chapter in my life. It's funny how I worried and avoided talking about it and then it was so easy...and right! And all the happy memories aren't tainted with anger or upset....it's perfect.

I refuse to worry about any of the recent issues anymore...as far as I can see it, if anything is meant to be, it'll happen, I've just got to let it! This week has been very challenging on my little heart though...and my brain actually, but I'm just going to concentrate on the wonderment that awaits me over the coming weeks! There's long Blondes on wed, Manneqiun on thursday, ting tings on the 2nd, back to Brum on the 4th and finally Adam Green on the 5th! I got 2 tickets for this, only 1 of me though...who to ask?hmm

Time travellers wife is beautiful. I tried to explain it to my mum earlier and there's no way to do it justice, its impossible to explain how amazing it is!

I'm glad I've started reading again, I've missed it. I'm no writer but I can appreciate a good book, which I'm very glad of. My sister hates reading so I'm glad I got the literature appreciation genes!



Note to self: Must do work, tidy room, wash and iron/organize vintage goop, make gwdi hw's and read more book!

bubbles

this cocoon, caught in vesuvius' shadow
only the ashes remain
and i waited there for you
why couldn't you?
here we lie waiting for something to startle
to shake us from gravity's pull
and so sleeping hours are through
what can we do?

the sorry conclusion, the low dirty war, it happened before you came to
but this is solution, and this is amends
the joke always tends to come true
and there on your windowsill over the unmoving platoon
written in paperback, the view to the quarterback's room
under waning moon

this quiet serves only to hide you
provide you
what i knew
it'd come back to you

take this palm, follow the lines here are written
tracing the veins and the shapes
and feel your fingers falling slack and all folding back

the tainted election, the hole in the sky
command what is tried, what is true
without solution, with feet on the ground
it won't make a sound 'til you're through
so loosen your shoulderblades
this is your hour to make due
'cause there on the timberline
deep cold november shines through
soft and absolute

this quiet serves only to hide you
provide you
what i knew
it'd come back to you

This song can reduce me to tears. Its odd how you can listen to a song without giving it a second though, but then the lyrics jump out at you, they're beautiful...and some, very apt.

I'm now at a loss for words to describe my emotions...hope the lyrics kind of sum it up.

You and I Get Along Famously

I love neon neon at the moment...music is an amazing thing, there's nothing else like it, its the relief, cause and remembrance of all sorts of emotions. Its odd, how when you have one particular thought on your mind, the faintest lyric can cunjour up all the emotions of that situation, which you would otherwise pass by.

I'm in a bizarre place at the moment, somewhere between elation and misery...no, thats an over-exaggeration, but I'm really not sure how I'm feeling, well, I am, but I dont want to admit thats how I feel. I want to remain calm and collected, silent and mysterious, but I can't.

for now, neon neon will ease the confusion!