There was a time, there was a place
But there was fear inside
A witty line to save my face
A parachute of pride
To cross the line takes a tiny step
But will the spark cause the bridge to burn
My fear entwined with my regret
I beat a path for safe return
Above and Beyond feat Richard Bedford – Thing called love
Every now and again a change of scenery, however subtle, is necessary. Being on the Isle of Wight was a great cure and distraction to my increasingly breakable spirit. Fear and regret has this tendency to consume you every now and again but new experiences are a great tool of breaking this somewhat vicious cycle and paving a path for safe return to reality, to quote the lyrics above.
You’ve already seen all of the items I am wearing numerous times – I have an adoration of pieces that can be repurposed and look like never seen before gems, and spark questions such as is your wardrobe a bottomless pit? Sure it is, you just keep on thinking that.