Thanks to being ill (twice) and having lots and lots of work to do, the last week or so has been very different to what life's usually like. I've probably spent more time in the house over this last week and a bit than I have since before summer began. All very weird.
What spending lots of time in the house means is that I value the time I'm able to get out and about even more. Particularly when, as with last Saturday, I get to spend time not just in one of my favourite places, but in one of my favourite places at the time I enjoy it most. Have some pictures from Bristol Harbourside at night. Just me, my earphones/music, lots of beautiful lights and the rest of the world.
This is my kind of beyond words beautiful/inexplicable happiness.