Today started with my landlord turning up at my house unannounced, bursting into my room without knocking before hand while I was in bed, making problems about my rent and cleaning the house, making me late for work, once at work I tried to chill a bit from all that stress and enjoy what was to be my last day ever working there, then I had to say goodbye to my colleagues, write a last note for them and give my keys back through the mail box and walk away to witness this, a usually busy road, empty, quiet, tired, left messy and as lonely as I was myself.

This was probably the last time I will ever be there, it's kind of a farewell picture to this place, to what I lived there, to my nightmares as well as the lovely surprises I got from it.

This is Bristol, I lived there, I worked there, I was there, this is Bristol...