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  1. Late evening half awake half asleep and a bit all over the place again. Singing along lyrics of tracks not played in ages but the chords seem missing and the scales are all wrong. Maybe it's all about feeling and perceiving in music, after all. Maybe tunes and their mood change with the years the decades the phases of trying to find sleep to them. Have a pleasant night everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #summer_moves_on

  2. Late evening half awake half asleep and a bit all over the place again. Singing along lyrics of tracks not played in ages but the chords seem missing and the scales are all wrong. Maybe it's all about feeling and perceiving in music, after all. Maybe tunes and their mood change with the years the decades the phases of trying to find sleep to them. Have a pleasant night everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #summer_moves_on

  3. Late evening half awake half asleep and a bit all over the place again. Singing along lyrics of tracks not played in ages but the chords seem missing and the scales are all wrong. Maybe it's all about feeling and perceiving in music, after all. Maybe tunes and their mood change with the years the decades the phases of trying to find sleep to them. Have a pleasant night everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #summer_moves_on

  4. Late evening half awake half asleep and a bit all over the place again. Singing along lyrics of tracks not played in ages but the chords seem missing and the scales are all wrong. Maybe it's all about feeling and perceiving in music, after all. Maybe tunes and their mood change with the years the decades the phases of trying to find sleep to them. Have a pleasant night everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #summer_moves_on

  5. Late evening half awake half asleep and a bit all over the place again. Singing along lyrics of tracks not played in ages but the chords seem missing and the scales are all wrong. Maybe it's all about feeling and perceiving in music, after all. Maybe tunes and their mood change with the years the decades the phases of trying to find sleep to them. Have a pleasant night everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #summer_moves_on

  6. 10pm and slowing down. Returned to ones own neighborhood. Driving with the evening breeze just to feel how much old stones have soaked up the warmth of the day, gradually releasing it into the more quiet, more dark hours. Dim lights, breathing on an open window, letting things settle inside, outside and everywhere. The challenge of accepting rest. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #summer_moves_on #in_between_days_in_between_nights

  7. 10pm and slowing down. Returned to ones own neighborhood. Driving with the evening breeze just to feel how much old stones have soaked up the warmth of the day, gradually releasing it into the more quiet, more dark hours. Dim lights, breathing on an open window, letting things settle inside, outside and everywhere. The challenge of accepting rest. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #summer_moves_on #in_between_days_in_between_nights

  8. 10pm and slowing down. Returned to ones own neighborhood. Driving with the evening breeze just to feel how much old stones have soaked up the warmth of the day, gradually releasing it into the more quiet, more dark hours. Dim lights, breathing on an open window, letting things settle inside, outside and everywhere. The challenge of accepting rest. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #summer_moves_on #in_between_days_in_between_nights

  9. 10pm and slowing down. Returned to ones own neighborhood. Driving with the evening breeze just to feel how much old stones have soaked up the warmth of the day, gradually releasing it into the more quiet, more dark hours. Dim lights, breathing on an open window, letting things settle inside, outside and everywhere. The challenge of accepting rest. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #summer_moves_on #in_between_days_in_between_nights

  10. 10pm and slowing down. Returned to ones own neighborhood. Driving with the evening breeze just to feel how much old stones have soaked up the warmth of the day, gradually releasing it into the more quiet, more dark hours. Dim lights, breathing on an open window, letting things settle inside, outside and everywhere. The challenge of accepting rest. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #summer_moves_on #in_between_days_in_between_nights

  11. Zusammenfließen von Gedanken und Themen. Manchmal entsteht Neues aus dem Durcheinander, manchmal nur die Unruhe des Schwindelgefühles von schnellen Bewegungen auf kreisförmigen Bahnen. Oder Ellipsen: Mal näher mal ferner aber relativ. (Kirschbaumblätter rauschen. Kunstregen und Musik nebenan. Wochentag ohne Routine Wochentagsbezug verloren. Nur hier, jetzt.) #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #off_duty

  12. Zusammenfließen von Gedanken und Themen. Manchmal entsteht Neues aus dem Durcheinander, manchmal nur die Unruhe des Schwindelgefühles von schnellen Bewegungen auf kreisförmigen Bahnen. Oder Ellipsen: Mal näher mal ferner aber relativ. (Kirschbaumblätter rauschen. Kunstregen und Musik nebenan. Wochentag ohne Routine Wochentagsbezug verloren. Nur hier, jetzt.) #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #off_duty

  13. Zusammenfließen von Gedanken und Themen. Manchmal entsteht Neues aus dem Durcheinander, manchmal nur die Unruhe des Schwindelgefühles von schnellen Bewegungen auf kreisförmigen Bahnen. Oder Ellipsen: Mal näher mal ferner aber relativ. (Kirschbaumblätter rauschen. Kunstregen und Musik nebenan. Wochentag ohne Routine Wochentagsbezug verloren. Nur hier, jetzt.) #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #off_duty

  14. Zusammenfließen von Gedanken und Themen. Manchmal entsteht Neues aus dem Durcheinander, manchmal nur die Unruhe des Schwindelgefühles von schnellen Bewegungen auf kreisförmigen Bahnen. Oder Ellipsen: Mal näher mal ferner aber relativ. (Kirschbaumblätter rauschen. Kunstregen und Musik nebenan. Wochentag ohne Routine Wochentagsbezug verloren. Nur hier, jetzt.) #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #off_duty

  15. Zusammenfließen von Gedanken und Themen. Manchmal entsteht Neues aus dem Durcheinander, manchmal nur die Unruhe des Schwindelgefühles von schnellen Bewegungen auf kreisförmigen Bahnen. Oder Ellipsen: Mal näher mal ferner aber relativ. (Kirschbaumblätter rauschen. Kunstregen und Musik nebenan. Wochentag ohne Routine Wochentagsbezug verloren. Nur hier, jetzt.) #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #off_duty

  16. Tuesday, concluded. Once more with that slightly vague feeling of  having missed out on something important. Stories of imposters and overthinkers. Once again unsure how exactly the morning started, just remembering the day to be long and  tremendously warm. Still waiting for the rain, and whether there will be a gap between prediction and reality again. Machines shut down. Thoughts still spinning. Have a soothing night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  17. Tuesday, concluded. Once more with that slightly vague feeling of  having missed out on something important. Stories of imposters and overthinkers. Once again unsure how exactly the morning started, just remembering the day to be long and  tremendously warm. Still waiting for the rain, and whether there will be a gap between prediction and reality again. Machines shut down. Thoughts still spinning. Have a soothing night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  18. Tuesday, concluded. Once more with that slightly vague feeling of  having missed out on something important. Stories of imposters and overthinkers. Once again unsure how exactly the morning started, just remembering the day to be long and  tremendously warm. Still waiting for the rain, and whether there will be a gap between prediction and reality again. Machines shut down. Thoughts still spinning. Have a soothing night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  19. Tuesday, concluded. Once more with that slightly vague feeling of  having missed out on something important. Stories of imposters and overthinkers. Once again unsure how exactly the morning started, just remembering the day to be long and  tremendously warm. Still waiting for the rain, and whether there will be a gap between prediction and reality again. Machines shut down. Thoughts still spinning. Have a soothing night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  20. Tuesday, concluded. Once more with that slightly vague feeling of  having missed out on something important. Stories of imposters and overthinkers. Once again unsure how exactly the morning started, just remembering the day to be long and  tremendously warm. Still waiting for the rain, and whether there will be a gap between prediction and reality again. Machines shut down. Thoughts still spinning. Have a soothing night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  21. Quite some hours into the evening and some of todays urgencies aren't still completely sorted out. A short late peek into a flooded log file, immediately recognizing a familiar pattern and immediately remembering the lack of a good resolution for that issue. Some things come and go some things stay and safe to say this is all but pleasant. Adding a short thought to the right place. Discussing severities and workarounds and not daring to even consider how the map might look like, lots of random individual footprints off the path supposed to be taken. Stories of flaws and shortcuts and so far unsure which kind of ending to shape for that storybook. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #stories_of_technology_and_temporary_fixes

  22. Quite some hours into the evening and some of todays urgencies aren't still completely sorted out. A short late peek into a flooded log file, immediately recognizing a familiar pattern and immediately remembering the lack of a good resolution for that issue. Some things come and go some things stay and safe to say this is all but pleasant. Adding a short thought to the right place. Discussing severities and workarounds and not daring to even consider how the map might look like, lots of random individual footprints off the path supposed to be taken. Stories of flaws and shortcuts and so far unsure which kind of ending to shape for that storybook. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #stories_of_technology_and_temporary_fixes

  23. Quite some hours into the evening and some of todays urgencies aren't still completely sorted out. A short late peek into a flooded log file, immediately recognizing a familiar pattern and immediately remembering the lack of a good resolution for that issue. Some things come and go some things stay and safe to say this is all but pleasant. Adding a short thought to the right place. Discussing severities and workarounds and not daring to even consider how the map might look like, lots of random individual footprints off the path supposed to be taken. Stories of flaws and shortcuts and so far unsure which kind of ending to shape for that storybook. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #stories_of_technology_and_temporary_fixes

  24. Quite some hours into the evening and some of todays urgencies aren't still completely sorted out. A short late peek into a flooded log file, immediately recognizing a familiar pattern and immediately remembering the lack of a good resolution for that issue. Some things come and go some things stay and safe to say this is all but pleasant. Adding a short thought to the right place. Discussing severities and workarounds and not daring to even consider how the map might look like, lots of random individual footprints off the path supposed to be taken. Stories of flaws and shortcuts and so far unsure which kind of ending to shape for that storybook. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #stories_of_technology_and_temporary_fixes

  25. Quite some hours into the evening and some of todays urgencies aren't still completely sorted out. A short late peek into a flooded log file, immediately recognizing a familiar pattern and immediately remembering the lack of a good resolution for that issue. Some things come and go some things stay and safe to say this is all but pleasant. Adding a short thought to the right place. Discussing severities and workarounds and not daring to even consider how the map might look like, lots of random individual footprints off the path supposed to be taken. Stories of flaws and shortcuts and so far unsure which kind of ending to shape for that storybook. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #stories_of_technology_and_temporary_fixes

  26. Reconnected. A cities' outer reaches and the suburban weekend procedures. Huge cars parked on a former village square. Chains of lights between tall trees. Random pedestrians then and now. And then out in rural areas again. thin layers of fog suddenly covering the green as far as the eye can see. Hazy mood tired mind. Have a soft evening wherever you are. #outerworld #summer_moves_on #elsewhere #travel #evening_deviations

  27. Reconnected. A cities' outer reaches and the suburban weekend procedures. Huge cars parked on a former village square. Chains of lights between tall trees. Random pedestrians then and now. And then out in rural areas again. thin layers of fog suddenly covering the green as far as the eye can see. Hazy mood tired mind. Have a soft evening wherever you are. #outerworld #summer_moves_on #elsewhere #travel #evening_deviations

  28. Reconnected. A cities' outer reaches and the suburban weekend procedures. Huge cars parked on a former village square. Chains of lights between tall trees. Random pedestrians then and now. And then out in rural areas again. thin layers of fog suddenly covering the green as far as the eye can see. Hazy mood tired mind. Have a soft evening wherever you are. #outerworld #summer_moves_on #elsewhere #travel #evening_deviations

  29. Reconnected. A cities' outer reaches and the suburban weekend procedures. Huge cars parked on a former village square. Chains of lights between tall trees. Random pedestrians then and now. And then out in rural areas again. thin layers of fog suddenly covering the green as far as the eye can see. Hazy mood tired mind. Have a soft evening wherever you are. #outerworld #summer_moves_on #elsewhere #travel #evening_deviations

  30. Reconnected. A cities' outer reaches and the suburban weekend procedures. Huge cars parked on a former village square. Chains of lights between tall trees. Random pedestrians then and now. And then out in rural areas again. thin layers of fog suddenly covering the green as far as the eye can see. Hazy mood tired mind. Have a soft evening wherever you are. #outerworld #summer_moves_on #elsewhere #travel #evening_deviations

  31. Regular day after hours early evening and this is where the day dares to slow down. A bit. Not in all cases being fast is a bad thing. Not in all cases, trying to match the technology, organization, communication facets of complex problems while tackling a couple of these at the same time is a tough challenge. But sometimes, too, it helps flipping through old books, noticing ones own old notes on the sidelines and tracking down some of the thoughts left hidden at the end - or start - of these. Stories of old train tickets, slightly faded polaroids, scent of cigarettes smoke left captured in paper, learning machines, thinking technology, and the inability to really, fully grasp the meaning behind some words. (Yawning. Stretching. Concluding. Have a soft night wherever you are.) #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #stories_of_books_and_pasts_and_futures

  32. Regular day after hours early evening and this is where the day dares to slow down. A bit. Not in all cases being fast is a bad thing. Not in all cases, trying to match the technology, organization, communication facets of complex problems while tackling a couple of these at the same time is a tough challenge. But sometimes, too, it helps flipping through old books, noticing ones own old notes on the sidelines and tracking down some of the thoughts left hidden at the end - or start - of these. Stories of old train tickets, slightly faded polaroids, scent of cigarettes smoke left captured in paper, learning machines, thinking technology, and the inability to really, fully grasp the meaning behind some words. (Yawning. Stretching. Concluding. Have a soft night wherever you are.) #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #stories_of_books_and_pasts_and_futures

  33. Regular day after hours early evening and this is where the day dares to slow down. A bit. Not in all cases being fast is a bad thing. Not in all cases, trying to match the technology, organization, communication facets of complex problems while tackling a couple of these at the same time is a tough challenge. But sometimes, too, it helps flipping through old books, noticing ones own old notes on the sidelines and tracking down some of the thoughts left hidden at the end - or start - of these. Stories of old train tickets, slightly faded polaroids, scent of cigarettes smoke left captured in paper, learning machines, thinking technology, and the inability to really, fully grasp the meaning behind some words. (Yawning. Stretching. Concluding. Have a soft night wherever you are.) #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #stories_of_books_and_pasts_and_futures

  34. Regular day after hours early evening and this is where the day dares to slow down. A bit. Not in all cases being fast is a bad thing. Not in all cases, trying to match the technology, organization, communication facets of complex problems while tackling a couple of these at the same time is a tough challenge. But sometimes, too, it helps flipping through old books, noticing ones own old notes on the sidelines and tracking down some of the thoughts left hidden at the end - or start - of these. Stories of old train tickets, slightly faded polaroids, scent of cigarettes smoke left captured in paper, learning machines, thinking technology, and the inability to really, fully grasp the meaning behind some words. (Yawning. Stretching. Concluding. Have a soft night wherever you are.) #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #stories_of_books_and_pasts_and_futures

  35. Regular day after hours early evening and this is where the day dares to slow down. A bit. Not in all cases being fast is a bad thing. Not in all cases, trying to match the technology, organization, communication facets of complex problems while tackling a couple of these at the same time is a tough challenge. But sometimes, too, it helps flipping through old books, noticing ones own old notes on the sidelines and tracking down some of the thoughts left hidden at the end - or start - of these. Stories of old train tickets, slightly faded polaroids, scent of cigarettes smoke left captured in paper, learning machines, thinking technology, and the inability to really, fully grasp the meaning behind some words. (Yawning. Stretching. Concluding. Have a soft night wherever you are.) #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #stories_of_books_and_pasts_and_futures

  36. Summer evening, slow and sticky. Heated up by the hours of day, the fast pace, the bright sun and the paths taken from waking to here. A grey cat relaxing on a grey pillow. Different noise different silence of these weeks, out there, in there, and sometimes it's all about not moving not even breathing to not make any random sound break this mood. A distant train. Few cars still crossing the bridge. A guitar being played somewhere, both in an enthusiastic and mostly untrained manner. The open windows across the street have no conversation, only cigarette tips glowing in what will become todays hopefully gentle night. Sleep safe everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #all_these_stories

  37. Summer evening, slow and sticky. Heated up by the hours of day, the fast pace, the bright sun and the paths taken from waking to here. A grey cat relaxing on a grey pillow. Different noise different silence of these weeks, out there, in there, and sometimes it's all about not moving not even breathing to not make any random sound break this mood. A distant train. Few cars still crossing the bridge. A guitar being played somewhere, both in an enthusiastic and mostly untrained manner. The open windows across the street have no conversation, only cigarette tips glowing in what will become todays hopefully gentle night. Sleep safe everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #all_these_stories

  38. Summer evening, slow and sticky. Heated up by the hours of day, the fast pace, the bright sun and the paths taken from waking to here. A grey cat relaxing on a grey pillow. Different noise different silence of these weeks, out there, in there, and sometimes it's all about not moving not even breathing to not make any random sound break this mood. A distant train. Few cars still crossing the bridge. A guitar being played somewhere, both in an enthusiastic and mostly untrained manner. The open windows across the street have no conversation, only cigarette tips glowing in what will become todays hopefully gentle night. Sleep safe everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #all_these_stories

  39. Summer evening, slow and sticky. Heated up by the hours of day, the fast pace, the bright sun and the paths taken from waking to here. A grey cat relaxing on a grey pillow. Different noise different silence of these weeks, out there, in there, and sometimes it's all about not moving not even breathing to not make any random sound break this mood. A distant train. Few cars still crossing the bridge. A guitar being played somewhere, both in an enthusiastic and mostly untrained manner. The open windows across the street have no conversation, only cigarette tips glowing in what will become todays hopefully gentle night. Sleep safe everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #all_these_stories

  40. Summer evening, slow and sticky. Heated up by the hours of day, the fast pace, the bright sun and the paths taken from waking to here. A grey cat relaxing on a grey pillow. Different noise different silence of these weeks, out there, in there, and sometimes it's all about not moving not even breathing to not make any random sound break this mood. A distant train. Few cars still crossing the bridge. A guitar being played somewhere, both in an enthusiastic and mostly untrained manner. The open windows across the street have no conversation, only cigarette tips glowing in what will become todays hopefully gentle night. Sleep safe everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #all_these_stories

  41. Once more, a lot later and shaky feet on shaky ground. Day's closing its pages, some stories again left partially unwritten, some proceedings lacking the required dedication today. A backlog growing with the weeks, a list of achievements hardly doing so, new heat in old rooms the sound of city evenings in between the river and the park and the streets and everywhere and nowhere  and finding calm in watching some of the lights flicker on some of the balconies across the backyard. Soothing images, just sometimes. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  42. Once more, a lot later and shaky feet on shaky ground. Day's closing its pages, some stories again left partially unwritten, some proceedings lacking the required dedication today. A backlog growing with the weeks, a list of achievements hardly doing so, new heat in old rooms the sound of city evenings in between the river and the park and the streets and everywhere and nowhere  and finding calm in watching some of the lights flicker on some of the balconies across the backyard. Soothing images, just sometimes. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  43. Once more, a lot later and shaky feet on shaky ground. Day's closing its pages, some stories again left partially unwritten, some proceedings lacking the required dedication today. A backlog growing with the weeks, a list of achievements hardly doing so, new heat in old rooms the sound of city evenings in between the river and the park and the streets and everywhere and nowhere  and finding calm in watching some of the lights flicker on some of the balconies across the backyard. Soothing images, just sometimes. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  44. Once more, a lot later and shaky feet on shaky ground. Day's closing its pages, some stories again left partially unwritten, some proceedings lacking the required dedication today. A backlog growing with the weeks, a list of achievements hardly doing so, new heat in old rooms the sound of city evenings in between the river and the park and the streets and everywhere and nowhere  and finding calm in watching some of the lights flicker on some of the balconies across the backyard. Soothing images, just sometimes. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  45. Once more, a lot later and shaky feet on shaky ground. Day's closing its pages, some stories again left partially unwritten, some proceedings lacking the required dedication today. A backlog growing with the weeks, a list of achievements hardly doing so, new heat in old rooms the sound of city evenings in between the river and the park and the streets and everywhere and nowhere  and finding calm in watching some of the lights flicker on some of the balconies across the backyard. Soothing images, just sometimes. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  46. Finally, letting this week come to a pause too. Standing at the back door again, watching the late daylight above the meadows and the hills. Miles from cities, and torn between embracing, savouring a certain slowness in everything - and wondering how much of this perceived slowness is real in an ever-moving ever-reshaping world. And then giving up on this thought for now because it seems both too ambitious to tackle at this hour and of too little importance after all to dig through this. Maybe, too, because there are too many other aspects of more relevance one fails to handle properly. Emptying the glass. Avoiding ones reflections. And stepping back in. Have a soft night wherever you are. #outerworld #the_village_and_the_hills #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  47. Finally, letting this week come to a pause too. Standing at the back door again, watching the late daylight above the meadows and the hills. Miles from cities, and torn between embracing, savouring a certain slowness in everything - and wondering how much of this perceived slowness is real in an ever-moving ever-reshaping world. And then giving up on this thought for now because it seems both too ambitious to tackle at this hour and of too little importance after all to dig through this. Maybe, too, because there are too many other aspects of more relevance one fails to handle properly. Emptying the glass. Avoiding ones reflections. And stepping back in. Have a soft night wherever you are. #outerworld #the_village_and_the_hills #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  48. Finally, letting this week come to a pause too. Standing at the back door again, watching the late daylight above the meadows and the hills. Miles from cities, and torn between embracing, savouring a certain slowness in everything - and wondering how much of this perceived slowness is real in an ever-moving ever-reshaping world. And then giving up on this thought for now because it seems both too ambitious to tackle at this hour and of too little importance after all to dig through this. Maybe, too, because there are too many other aspects of more relevance one fails to handle properly. Emptying the glass. Avoiding ones reflections. And stepping back in. Have a soft night wherever you are. #outerworld #the_village_and_the_hills #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  49. Finally, letting this week come to a pause too. Standing at the back door again, watching the late daylight above the meadows and the hills. Miles from cities, and torn between embracing, savouring a certain slowness in everything - and wondering how much of this perceived slowness is real in an ever-moving ever-reshaping world. And then giving up on this thought for now because it seems both too ambitious to tackle at this hour and of too little importance after all to dig through this. Maybe, too, because there are too many other aspects of more relevance one fails to handle properly. Emptying the glass. Avoiding ones reflections. And stepping back in. Have a soft night wherever you are. #outerworld #the_village_and_the_hills #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  50. Finally, letting this week come to a pause too. Standing at the back door again, watching the late daylight above the meadows and the hills. Miles from cities, and torn between embracing, savouring a certain slowness in everything - and wondering how much of this perceived slowness is real in an ever-moving ever-reshaping world. And then giving up on this thought for now because it seems both too ambitious to tackle at this hour and of too little importance after all to dig through this. Maybe, too, because there are too many other aspects of more relevance one fails to handle properly. Emptying the glass. Avoiding ones reflections. And stepping back in. Have a soft night wherever you are. #outerworld #the_village_and_the_hills #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  51. The evening and us the voices. The bottom lines of documentation that has been started yet unfinished. Feature sets vaguely defined, network communications following that definition, performance aspects not considered at all. (Powering down external machines. Guiding attention elsewhere. Slowly moving across a mental map while feet aren't. Neighbours, disputes, entertainment voices and again just a little bit too far into territory to better stay clear of. Too many poor analogies again, as well. Have a calm night once it's here, wherever you are.) #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  52. The evening and us the voices. The bottom lines of documentation that has been started yet unfinished. Feature sets vaguely defined, network communications following that definition, performance aspects not considered at all. (Powering down external machines. Guiding attention elsewhere. Slowly moving across a mental map while feet aren't. Neighbours, disputes, entertainment voices and again just a little bit too far into territory to better stay clear of. Too many poor analogies again, as well. Have a calm night once it's here, wherever you are.) #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  53. The evening and us the voices. The bottom lines of documentation that has been started yet unfinished. Feature sets vaguely defined, network communications following that definition, performance aspects not considered at all. (Powering down external machines. Guiding attention elsewhere. Slowly moving across a mental map while feet aren't. Neighbours, disputes, entertainment voices and again just a little bit too far into territory to better stay clear of. Too many poor analogies again, as well. Have a calm night once it's here, wherever you are.) #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  54. The evening and us the voices. The bottom lines of documentation that has been started yet unfinished. Feature sets vaguely defined, network communications following that definition, performance aspects not considered at all. (Powering down external machines. Guiding attention elsewhere. Slowly moving across a mental map while feet aren't. Neighbours, disputes, entertainment voices and again just a little bit too far into territory to better stay clear of. Too many poor analogies again, as well. Have a calm night once it's here, wherever you are.) #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  55. The evening and us the voices. The bottom lines of documentation that has been started yet unfinished. Feature sets vaguely defined, network communications following that definition, performance aspects not considered at all. (Powering down external machines. Guiding attention elsewhere. Slowly moving across a mental map while feet aren't. Neighbours, disputes, entertainment voices and again just a little bit too far into territory to better stay clear of. Too many poor analogies again, as well. Have a calm night once it's here, wherever you are.) #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  56. Hours later again. A bit of caffeine withdrawal. A bit of lack of sleep. Both amplifying each other. Not sure which to handle first. Eyes closed, giving in to the luxury of drifting through music for a moment without much else going on and just merely feeling the city evening unfold in its various faces and schemes. Inner imposter wrestling the urge to get some meaningful work done, that vague feeling of guilt for moments spent off some ambitious roadmap, of being lazy at always just the wrong time. Few things are really easy. Sleep well once it's about time, wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  57. Hours later again. A bit of caffeine withdrawal. A bit of lack of sleep. Both amplifying each other. Not sure which to handle first. Eyes closed, giving in to the luxury of drifting through music for a moment without much else going on and just merely feeling the city evening unfold in its various faces and schemes. Inner imposter wrestling the urge to get some meaningful work done, that vague feeling of guilt for moments spent off some ambitious roadmap, of being lazy at always just the wrong time. Few things are really easy. Sleep well once it's about time, wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  58. Hours later again. A bit of caffeine withdrawal. A bit of lack of sleep. Both amplifying each other. Not sure which to handle first. Eyes closed, giving in to the luxury of drifting through music for a moment without much else going on and just merely feeling the city evening unfold in its various faces and schemes. Inner imposter wrestling the urge to get some meaningful work done, that vague feeling of guilt for moments spent off some ambitious roadmap, of being lazy at always just the wrong time. Few things are really easy. Sleep well once it's about time, wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  59. Hours later again. A bit of caffeine withdrawal. A bit of lack of sleep. Both amplifying each other. Not sure which to handle first. Eyes closed, giving in to the luxury of drifting through music for a moment without much else going on and just merely feeling the city evening unfold in its various faces and schemes. Inner imposter wrestling the urge to get some meaningful work done, that vague feeling of guilt for moments spent off some ambitious roadmap, of being lazy at always just the wrong time. Few things are really easy. Sleep well once it's about time, wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  60. Hours later again. A bit of caffeine withdrawal. A bit of lack of sleep. Both amplifying each other. Not sure which to handle first. Eyes closed, giving in to the luxury of drifting through music for a moment without much else going on and just merely feeling the city evening unfold in its various faces and schemes. Inner imposter wrestling the urge to get some meaningful work done, that vague feeling of guilt for moments spent off some ambitious roadmap, of being lazy at always just the wrong time. Few things are really easy. Sleep well once it's about time, wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are