📍Reykjavik, Iceland 📷 Fujifilm X-S20


Lately I’ve been obsessed with the song ‘This is The Day’ by The The. It has become my anthemic eighties counter to David Byrne shouting, ‘this is not my beautiful house…’ It’s bittersweetly British, Johnny Marr-esque. Proto-Britpop. But what I love the most about it is how it makes me feel - 13-years-old listening to War on my CD player, or 17, newly heartbroken college student, shuffling between the Smiths and Pulp on my iPod. Old friends now. And warm summer nights, in despair and hope. Looking back, looking forward.

The calendar on your wallIs ticking the days off

You’ve been reading some old letters

You smile and think how much you’ve changed

All the money in the world

Couldn’t buy back those days

You pull back the curtains

And the sun burns into your eyes

You watch a plane flying

Across a clear blue sky

This is the day

Your life will surely change

This is the day

When things fall into place

You could’ve done anything if you’d wanted

And all your friends and family think that you’re lucky

But the side of you they’ll never see

Is when you’re left alone with the memories

That hold your life together like glue

Dont cry over…