I heard the song on the radio a few days ago and rejoiced as I probably hadn't listened to it in about seven years, (or something.)
As it is a miserable, rainy Sunday, I thought this was the perfect nostalgia piece. It reminds me of feeling like a schoolgirl; dreaming about being a grown up and wondering about where I might belong in the world.. (I'm still wondering.)
I highly recommend listening to the song..
Scottish Fiction by Edwin Morgan
It isn't in the mirror
It isn't in the castle
(Pictures are linked, via Tumblr. Enjoy your eve. Another busy week is in store for me. 7am wake up call tomorrow.)