I’m still alive but I’m barely breathing
Just prayed to a god that I don’t believe in
Cos I got time while she got freedom
Cos when a heart breaks no it don’t break even
Her best days will be some of my worst
She finally met a man that’s gonna put her first
While I’m wide awake she’s no trouble sleeping
Cos when a heart breaks no it don’t break even, even no
What am I suppose to do when the best part of me was always you
what am I suppose to say when i’m all choked up and you’re OK
I’m falling to pieces
I’m falling to pieces
They say bad things happen for a reason
But no wise words gonna stop me bleeding
Cos she moved on while I’m still grieving
And when a heart breaks no it dont break even
You got his heart and my heart and none of the pain
You took your suitcase, I took the blame
Now I’m tryna make sence of what little remains
Cos you left with no love, with no love to my name
I’m still alive but I’m barely breathing
Just prayed to a god i don’t believe in
Cos I got time while she got freedom
Cos when a heart breaks no it don’t break even
No it don’t break, no it dont break even, no
It’s one of those days when EVERYONE is Irish… your grannys cat was Irish? Of course, you must be Irish too! This time last year I had just returned from the US, including a week and a bit in Chicago which goes all out & dyes its river green for St Pats…
I’m hopping on another train this afternoon to go to Coventry. Why? Good question. Christian Aid are partnering with a few other organisations to host a Climate Change Day of Action on Thursday in Coventry. It looks like a great day so far, with a service in Coventry Cathedral where we’ll hear from renowned NASA scientist James Hansen among others, followed by a protest in the streets of Coventry.
There’s still time to come along if you’d like to! Find out more here.
Had a thoroughly enjoyable day out at the rugby on Saturday! Travelled over to Edinburgh with a few friends as we had tickets for the Scot v Ire match, which turned out to be a great game! Scotland brought it in the first half (which brought a few nerves for me!), but then forgot how to pass the ball in the second half… unfortunate!
Glad we decided to go through early, as we ended up queueing at Queen St station for an hour! Grabbed a bite to eat before heading to the stadium, and then went out for a celebratory (for Reuben, commiserative) meal afterward at TGI’s… I saw about 3 Scotland shirts in the place, guess they all slunk home in shame…
In the past few weeks I’ve been making some decisions about what I’m doing post-June. It’s been terrifying & exciting all at once.
I had the opportunity to apply for an amazing job. It was based in a city with a great arts scene. It was good pay. It was part-time & would have given me enough time to pursue some creative endeavors. It included lots of UK travel, satisfying my itchy feet. It involved lots of interaction with the student demographic. It was for a project I believe in wholeheartedly.
It almost seemed like the perfect job for me.
But it was safe.
I don’t want to do youth work for the next ten years just because I can. I don’t want to be a youth worker. I want to be a photographer. I want to travel and take photographs that change the world. I had to make that decision not to apply, not to go for the logical career move.
Instead, I’m going to Sydney in September for 4 months (to start with…).
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