the visual equivalent of a small sigh

I managed to resist celebrating a reasonably late evening of work with another slouched-in-front-of-monitor shot and instead waited until I got outside. At least it was still daylight, albeit a rather moody and eastern-bloc sort of daylight accompanied by rain-showers seemingly in a great hurry to get somewhere else. Not too tired but noticeably more sensitive to irritating noises like the telly and I didn't manage to get out for a nice walk so I'll have to make extra-certain that I don't spend too long on here when I should really be brushing my teeth and washing out my flask.





See: already it draws me in. NAUGHTY IT.