📍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…