Come On, Let Your Colours Burst

After a very long weekend of reading about mental illness, myself and some of my favourite people, including a certain blipper , headed up to Calton Hill to watch the fireworks to mark the end of the festival. Along with hundreds thousands of others.

It did make me laugh, and also cry inside, at the laziness of people who refused to stand up to see over the hoards of others in front of them, instead choosing to yell "SIT DOWN" periodically throughout the bangs.

But if you were able to tune them out, it really was a fantastic display.



There's a spark in you, you just gotta ignite...