Evermore: Songs for Pensive Days
The Postcard #8 With love from Copenhagen
And I was catchin’ my breath
Floors of a cabin creakin’ under my step
And I couldn’t be sure
I had a feeling so peculiar
This pain wouldn’t be for
Evermore
—Taylor Swift: evermore
Dear friend,
On this final Sunday of 2025, I am sitting in my tiny Copenhagen flat, thinking about what to tell you in the last Postcard of the year.
After a December of constant traffic and noise, the city outside my window is soothingly quiet, and the sun is shining over the icy Copenhagen Lakes.
Cosy and warm inside, I am sitting with a crème brûlée coffee in a bol I once found at a brocante in Nice, and a cornetto (Italian for croissant) that I went out to this morning to get from my beloved Italian bakery down the street.
The air around me is softly scented like a wood-burning fireplace by a Tom Dixon candle, and the day stretches luxuriously before me, unhurried, almost suspended.
I have been in a pensive mood recently, thinking about what I want in the year ahead. If you know me, you know that I don’t really think in terms of New Year’s resolutions, so this is more of an inner calling from a place deep inside me, inspired by the Winter Solstice and my birthday this month:
What do I wish to leave behind and let go of? What would I love to create more space for? How can I reimagine all areas of my life and business to be even more authentic and more faithful to who I am now and who I can feel myself slowly becoming?
There is a quiet confidence in all this philosophizing, even when it is happening alongside great uncertainty at the moment.
The soundtrack for this gentle morning is not seasonal at all. It is evermore by Taylor Swift, the album that has been on repeat for me this past month.
Several of the songs on this album are among my absolute favourites:
evermore, the title track, captures the fact that difficult seasons are not permanent, and that perspective often arrives quietly, rather than dramatically.
champagne problems, which I am teaching myself to sing and practise on the piano (whenever I come across one, that is 🎹).
tolerate it, which turned me from doubter into Swiftie within the length of this mindblowing song.
’tis the damn season, which always reminds me (with a twinge) of my closest friend from high school who passed away a long ago.
cowboy like me - no explanation needed if you know me.
marjorie, a haunting song about losing a beloved family member.
This entire album is beyond brilliant, and it rings so true and deep as we are approaching a new year. Reflective, unsentimental, and honest. You can listen to it below ⬇
I hope this postcard finds you well, wherever you are reading it. May these final days of 2025 you a little quiet, a little clarity, and perhaps the beginning of a new way of seeing what comes next.
With love from Copenhagen - wish you were here,
Annette
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