Giddi-

I was a day early for the Friday feeling. 
It was sunny(ish). The air was warm(ish). I deliberately missed my stop at Pearse Street and got off at Tara. 
I felt like cycling by the Liffey on my way to the Repair Factory. It felt good. Dublin looked good this morning. 
Still strange. Still quiet. But it looked good. I was happy. 
I was cycling to work, and I knew what work was about, and I was happy. 
Giddy even.