Tonight I went out dancing (swing, mostly lindy hop) for the first time in a very long time, in the city where I first learned to dance it, where a decent number of the people at the event were people who went to the same classes and dances as me from 2007 onwards.

It was like a homecoming. And a real tonic. Lots of love and joy and sweat and music - and apparently it's all still there in my muscle memory.

Pure joy. So good.