The Ghost of Annika Past

I've been too busy to write, as I've only just come back from Germany where I was visiting my family.

It always feels like revisiting my past, which is a pretty strange feeling.

Who was this girl I used to be? Are there still traces of her left in me? Would that be a good thing? Is it time to let go of her? What would I tell her if I could give her any advice?

Not a lot of my songs are autobiographical, but some years ago I wrote a song about her, about the Ghost of Annika Past. It has always felt too vulnerable a thing to perform, but today I feel brave enough to post a demo of it. Maybe it'll help the dust to settle on her.

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