Bridge of Lights

It's pleasant right now. For once I'm not sweating despite having cycled such a distance. It's a public holiday tomorrow. People are making full use of this night. Loud laughter, chatter of people, faint music in the background and the sound of cars whizzing by fill the night. Yet there's something missing; A sense of dissatisfaction that I can't quite identify. Something quite intangible yet very prominent.