And light returned
So I went back to Ninian Sands and paid hommage to this side of the Atlantic... My kind of perfect end of day, holi- or not.
Only this time, monsieur Chopin was not playing in my headphones. I let him day-dream somewhere else and focused on this earth rengaine called our rollers.
And found my castle in the sand, as beautiful as Tintagel...
Now time to dream.