The end of things is coming.
Soon I will finish my degree and leave York and I doubt i’ll have much reason to return. There are so many goodbyes waiting to be said, hanging in the air waiting to be given meaning and direction. Some will be given will a fond smile, others will stick in the throat. One in particular will take all the courage I have. This will be a final goodbye to the man I fell in love with; the man who broke my heart when he ended it, the man who continued to hurt me by offering a friendship he never gave. I should have said it a long time ago. I will do it now when this is all over and done with. As I leave York behind so too will I leave him. No longer a burden on my heart, but a distant memory.
The problem with loving someone is you never really stop. Once they have your heart, they’ll always be there. Love is never wrong and so it never dies.
Soon my darling I will say goodbye and leave you like you left me. I will always love you, but our lives can never touch again.

Happiness and joy make the world go round :)
If you can’t find a little something in everyday of your life that can make you smile then something needs to change. A day spent without even a little happiness is a wasted day and I have had many. Make a promise today to do all you can to never waste another day. I hope each and everyone of you smile at least once today :)
I’m a little bit in love with this man! Charlie Fink, lead singer for Noah & the Whale. Love them :)
Leedsfest was good and now i’m back :)
So went to leedsfest and had a blast. Four days of crazy fun with good friends and great music. To be honest though, I now realise why I haven’t been camping before. I loved sitting round the fire with beer and chatting with new festival friends that was great! The cold nights, uncomfortable sleeping arrangements and lack of real food was a bit of a downer. The bands were amazing, that and all the great people I met more than made up for it. Having said that I am thankful to be back at home, warm and access to food and my bed :)
Give me wings so that I may fly…
To have wings would be both a blessing and a curse. The freedom would be wonderful, to take off in to the wide open sky when the feeling suites you. It’d would be like leaving all your troubles behind for a while. Truly blissful. The curse? At least for me, the temptation to never return would always be present. Sometimes you wish you could just leave everything behind, start again. But the reality brings you back to reality; where would you go, how would you get there etc etc. The freedom to just fly somewhat makes those problems irrelevant. Still i’d love to have wings :)


