It's a little bit too dark to see at the moment - the only light is from my computer screen, and while it might be nearly summer [just think by this time next month, the days will be getting shorter] it's still ten at night. There's a tiny bit of sky that's still red, but it's mostly blue grey with blue clouds.
I love the view out of my window, which is why my light isn't on. It's looking out towards Trafford, which means I can see Old Trafford from my window. Or at least, I can see some of the top of the stands. My view contains a grand total of three cranes, one motorway, one hotel, several lamp posts, several trees and a number of tall buildings which I have no idea if they are offices or apartments. Also, if I stand on my desk, I can just see the Hilton Tower, which is the tallest building in UK outside of London. [it also has the highest living space in the UK. I admit it, I would die to have an apartment like that. I'd die if I could live in a place like where Tegan's friend has a corporate flat.]

It's just pretty cool to look outside and see all the lights. Especially compared to my view last year, which was a tree and the bins of the next building over.
I love this city.

But really, did you want to know all that?
Probably not.

[I'm doing better today. I'm still ignoring my revision.]

[now the sky is fading to dark blue, and the clouds seem almost red. maybe it's time to turn on the lights.]

Tags: really could you make less sense?