Overthought & Overemotion

So it seems to be that whenever I'm feeling a little unsure or anxious or something I start getting a little overemotional about songs. Not as in crying anymore, just maybe overthinking what they're about or the emotion behind them (as I tend to do with everything). And being a lover of slightly gloomy music, this is really saying something (not that all of these are sad songs).

So here's a few of my favourites from the past few days:

Elbow - Open Arms

Kings of Leon - Revelry

(incidentally also my Mum's favourite Kings song, even though she can never get the name quite right)

The 1975 - Sex (Acoustic)

And this is possibly the most beautiful song (in my opinion) that I've found for a while

Elbow - Newborn

(These boys very much deserve the #1 album that they've earned at present)

The Sketchbok Returns!

Well, it never really went away to be completely honest since it's been sat on my desk the whole time; it's more that it's just ended up on the back burner recently with the work going on.

And don't worry the picture's not buggered, I just decided that the most productive think I could do with my afternoon was to practice writing backwards. Being a lefty it was interesting to write from right to left and not have to worry about my had dragging across the page, even when I was using a rollerball pen. Plus it made me think about how hard it is for littl'uns when they're learning to read and write since I was concentrating on the shape of every single character (but saying that, the illustrated letters were way easier than the handwriting).

It's probably got some sort of benefit in terms of typography too, but really it was a combination of curiosity and boredom.

The lyrics are from the following songs:

"This is you heart. Can you feel it?" - Laura Palmer by Bastille
"Brand new day" - Brand New Day by Kodaline
"Now I'm feeling like a hurricane" - Hurricane by I Am Arrows
"Meet me on the edges of the city..." - Faithful Son by Frank Turner

(and Because of the Times is Kings of Leon album)

Twentysomething

There was realisation that hit me not long ago (a slightly scary one); that I'm not a teenager any more.
I'm a twentysomething.

And this just seemed terrifying. There's so much that's meant to happen in your twenties. People get married. They have careers. They buy houses and produce offspring! It's a big deal!
I'll have to do these things. Scariest of all I'll have to leave my comfort zone at uni and work as a designer and be good and compete and don't get eaten alive by the industry.

Then I thought again.
Some big things have happened recently, some earthbreaking life changing things.
I'm living away from home for the first time. I'll spend more of this year with my uni family than my real one.

I'm fending for my self (sort of). I'm doing grown up things. I'm feeding myself and hoovering and trying to shuffle a messy little life of my own together.
And do far it's working. Haven't starved. Haven't given up.
Most importantly, I'm making mistakes. Ones that a year ago that would have eaten me up and now (albeit after a little anxiety), they get shrugged off again.
Even after all this is over (a long way off yet) they'll all still be here, they'll have my back, they'll back me up when I get fucked about and I know I'll do the same for them.

So this is it.
This is me rambling and writing and drawing and cooking my way into my twenties.