Happy.
Warm when cold, curled up late at night listening to academics talk, coffee in hand, trench coat, slight breeze, fairy lights strung up around garden, old music playing off in the background, laughter wafting from the kitchen.
Content.
Will be going home to talk to Fraser soon.
Sitting in dark room lightly tapping upon the keys of the laptop.
Peppermint tea resting next to knee.
Love, pouring out of every pore.