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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. 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

  4. 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

  5. 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

  6. 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

  7. 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

  8. 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

  9. 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

  10. 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

  11. 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

  12. 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

  13. 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

  14. 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

  15. 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

  16. 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

  17. 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

  18. 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

  19. 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

  20. 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

  21. 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

  22. 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

  23. 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

  24. 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

  25. Again, quite a lot later or at least it feels like that. Heavy headed. Mind like a sieve, unsure which part of the relevant information has been kept around and which parts have just slipped through. Half asleep again, not that this day has really been awake at all. Watching the clouds and the sky and the outline of houses and trees and trying not to be too aware of all of that to keep the monkeys from dancing. Have a soft evening wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #half_awake_half_asleep

  26. Again, quite a lot later or at least it feels like that. Heavy headed. Mind like a sieve, unsure which part of the relevant information has been kept around and which parts have just slipped through. Half asleep again, not that this day has really been awake at all. Watching the clouds and the sky and the outline of houses and trees and trying not to be too aware of all of that to keep the monkeys from dancing. Have a soft evening wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #half_awake_half_asleep

  27. An indeterminate amount of time later. Monday concluding, could have been two days again easily. Random insights: Shifting team, focus, machinery and other resources around doesn't fix an overall lack of these, just hides it. And it's much easier to stumble across things hidden from sight. Phone ringing below, a short, intense conversation to follow. All sorts of evening life unfolding across the street, a collection of myriads of short films aired in parallel and the mere sight leaves one both dizzy and slightly relaxed. Not minding hour, weather, traffic for now. Poems of sanctuary and retreat. Have a soft night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  28. An indeterminate amount of time later. Monday concluding, could have been two days again easily. Random insights: Shifting team, focus, machinery and other resources around doesn't fix an overall lack of these, just hides it. And it's much easier to stumble across things hidden from sight. Phone ringing below, a short, intense conversation to follow. All sorts of evening life unfolding across the street, a collection of myriads of short films aired in parallel and the mere sight leaves one both dizzy and slightly relaxed. Not minding hour, weather, traffic for now. Poems of sanctuary and retreat. Have a soft night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  29. A lot later. Another day of trying to reconnect to the current, actual, measured position along the track of the week. Leaving some notes on proceedings and achievements while pruning the task logs for the morning to come. Too much in between, watching loose ends entangled into each other and everything else. Head slightly spinning. Switching back and forth between inner modes and repeatedly ending up some kind of stuck. Missing superpower: Getting things done in the right order and speed to be happy with it. Always. Nothing to be learnt or trained today, though. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #half_awake_half_asleep

  30. A lot later. Another day of trying to reconnect to the current, actual, measured position along the track of the week. Leaving some notes on proceedings and achievements while pruning the task logs for the morning to come. Too much in between, watching loose ends entangled into each other and everything else. Head slightly spinning. Switching back and forth between inner modes and repeatedly ending up some kind of stuck. Missing superpower: Getting things done in the right order and speed to be happy with it. Always. Nothing to be learnt or trained today, though. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #half_awake_half_asleep

  31. Finally, closing in on 10pm and not completely sure where the day went. Still watching sunset to move on and night to take over, trying to focus on the music and chatter outside and keeping the new morning at distance for a bit longer. A warm city dusk, all the stories are here and some even waiting to be told but not anymore today. The tired mind refuses to go any deeper. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are.  #outerworld #evening_deviations #concrete_city #the_late_hours

  32. Finally, closing in on 10pm and not completely sure where the day went. Still watching sunset to move on and night to take over, trying to focus on the music and chatter outside and keeping the new morning at distance for a bit longer. A warm city dusk, all the stories are here and some even waiting to be told but not anymore today. The tired mind refuses to go any deeper. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are.  #outerworld #evening_deviations #concrete_city #the_late_hours

  33. Weiter im Montag, Ortswechsel, Stimmungswechsel, Nachhall, Nachdenken. Der Mohn blüht groß und rot, die Pfingstrose auch. Nackte Füße, Erde, Ameisen von Knöchel bis Knie und die Stadt näher als die Hügel die Woche näher als der Augenblick erahnen lässt und immer noch ist man halb unterwegs und trotzdem einigermaßen zurück.  #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #escapism

  34. Weiter im Montag, Ortswechsel, Stimmungswechsel, Nachhall, Nachdenken. Der Mohn blüht groß und rot, die Pfingstrose auch. Nackte Füße, Erde, Ameisen von Knöchel bis Knie und die Stadt näher als die Hügel die Woche näher als der Augenblick erahnen lässt und immer noch ist man halb unterwegs und trotzdem einigermaßen zurück.  #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #escapism

  35. Later, once more, and still here: Scalability issues. Trying to cut things to size while having no real clue where they need to be. Navigating the fog,  making assumptions, guessing where planning would be more comfortable but there's just so much data and everything beyond is optimism, maybe, or hope. Eventually, shelving all this for the moment and spending a few hours flipping through books, getting quotes stuck in mind and all mixed up and resorting to a bit of rest, eyes closed, to leave input with a chance to settle and fade. Have a quiet night everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  36. Later, once more, and still here: Scalability issues. Trying to cut things to size while having no real clue where they need to be. Navigating the fog,  making assumptions, guessing where planning would be more comfortable but there's just so much data and everything beyond is optimism, maybe, or hope. Eventually, shelving all this for the moment and spending a few hours flipping through books, getting quotes stuck in mind and all mixed up and resorting to a bit of rest, eyes closed, to leave input with a chance to settle and fade. Have a quiet night everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_are_we_are

  37. Indefinitely much later again, followed different threads through the jungle of the day, maybe running in circles without knowing again but at least arriving somewhere at some point and voice is slowly recovering and there's always both that kind of imposter operating slightly outside ones comfort zone and that perception of others that differs from that and even just matching these two aspects takes much more energy than expected. (One step back. Reconsidering. Rewinding. Settling. Letting go of these words as they are tired. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are.) #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #the_late_hours

  38. Indefinitely much later again, followed different threads through the jungle of the day, maybe running in circles without knowing again but at least arriving somewhere at some point and voice is slowly recovering and there's always both that kind of imposter operating slightly outside ones comfort zone and that perception of others that differs from that and even just matching these two aspects takes much more energy than expected. (One step back. Reconsidering. Rewinding. Settling. Letting go of these words as they are tired. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are.) #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #the_late_hours

  39. (Mitunter verheddern sich innere Monologe in müdem Geist und finden keinen richtigen Weg vorwärts. Und dann bleibt ein Drehen im Kreis zwischen Frust und Schwermut und der Abend kühlt aus, aber man begegnet einer Ameise auf dem eigenen Handrücken und die Fliederblüten duften immer noch und dem Moment ist irgendetwas Versöhnliches gegeben, wenn auch fragil und dünn.) #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #urban_escapism

  40. (Mitunter verheddern sich innere Monologe in müdem Geist und finden keinen richtigen Weg vorwärts. Und dann bleibt ein Drehen im Kreis zwischen Frust und Schwermut und der Abend kühlt aus, aber man begegnet einer Ameise auf dem eigenen Handrücken und die Fliederblüten duften immer noch und dem Moment ist irgendetwas Versöhnliches gegeben, wenn auch fragil und dünn.) #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #urban_escapism

  41. Many hours later and stumbling out of a day that once again could have been two or three of them. The joys of multitasking the aftermath of context switches and there's always stuff left on the stack or fallen off left and right. Thinking in paper, acting in bits, while late neighbours return home and early ones are off to bed and somehow relating to both groups. Stories of indecisiveness, keeping thoughts busy and sleep at distance. At least for now. Have a safe night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_are_while_not_asleep

  42. Many hours later and stumbling out of a day that once again could have been two or three of them. The joys of multitasking the aftermath of context switches and there's always stuff left on the stack or fallen off left and right. Thinking in paper, acting in bits, while late neighbours return home and early ones are off to bed and somehow relating to both groups. Stories of indecisiveness, keeping thoughts busy and sleep at distance. At least for now. Have a safe night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_are_while_not_asleep

  43. Past 10pm and concluding this weekend. Not particularly ready to sum up the whole week, and there seems no real need for that right now. Watching the windows across the street, paying attention to todays colours of lights, the candles here and there, the very last remainders of daylight fading where houses hide the city horizon. Slightly tired, slightly tipsy, always a bit at odds with oneself. Rest, as a four letter word. Not to be avoided today. Hopefully. Sleep tight  everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #late_sundays

  44. Past 10pm and concluding this weekend. Not particularly ready to sum up the whole week, and there seems no real need for that right now. Watching the windows across the street, paying attention to todays colours of lights, the candles here and there, the very last remainders of daylight fading where houses hide the city horizon. Slightly tired, slightly tipsy, always a bit at odds with oneself. Rest, as a four letter word. Not to be avoided today. Hopefully. Sleep tight  everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #late_sundays

  45. Im Freien: Harter Stein und schlechtes Bier, aber die Wolken bleiben auf Abstand und den kann man auch zu Mitmenschen halten und vermutlich ist das nicht schlecht. Vertraute Gesichter am Rand der Wahrnehmung, aber manchmal will man nicht wahrgenommen werden. Alte Musik. Gedankenkarussell ortlos und immer da. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations

  46. Im Freien: Harter Stein und schlechtes Bier, aber die Wolken bleiben auf Abstand und den kann man auch zu Mitmenschen halten und vermutlich ist das nicht schlecht. Vertraute Gesichter am Rand der Wahrnehmung, aber manchmal will man nicht wahrgenommen werden. Alte Musik. Gedankenkarussell ortlos und immer da. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations

  47. Einige Wolken und einige Pfützen und Wellen unter verschieden schweren Reifen der Duft von Gärten und Holzfeuern und Flußwiesen und Straße und am Horizont startet ein Flugzeug vermutlich in Richtung Sonnenuntergang der Weg führt nach Hause und in dieser einen kurzen Lücke zwischen den Schauern ist die Freitagwelt hell und fast warm und jedes Augenlid schwer, ohne dass man sich daran stört. Wen treffen wir, wenn nicht uns? #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #returning

  48. Einige Wolken und einige Pfützen und Wellen unter verschieden schweren Reifen der Duft von Gärten und Holzfeuern und Flußwiesen und Straße und am Horizont startet ein Flugzeug vermutlich in Richtung Sonnenuntergang der Weg führt nach Hause und in dieser einen kurzen Lücke zwischen den Schauern ist die Freitagwelt hell und fast warm und jedes Augenlid schwer, ohne dass man sich daran stört. Wen treffen wir, wenn nicht uns? #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #returning

  49. Inside, behind rainy windows on an evening of changing weathers and moods and states, trying to move between rooms aware enough yet not too focused to completely wake up again. The moist air and the outside silence are soothing. Gradually slowing down. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #the_late_hours

  50. Inside, behind rainy windows on an evening of changing weathers and moods and states, trying to move between rooms aware enough yet not too focused to completely wake up again. The moist air and the outside silence are soothing. Gradually slowing down. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #the_late_hours

  51. Graustadtvorabend, Teepot und Staubsauger. Manche Form zu schaffen benötigt andere Kraft, aber manchmal sind die Ergebnisse schneller sichtbar, auch wenn manchmal schon kleine Änderungen Unterschiede machen und sich diese Erkenntnis seltsam anfühlt. Nachbarn schließen Fenster. Neuer Regen treibt herüber vom Fluss.  #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #a_chores_line

  52. Graustadtvorabend, Teepot und Staubsauger. Manche Form zu schaffen benötigt andere Kraft, aber manchmal sind die Ergebnisse schneller sichtbar, auch wenn manchmal schon kleine Änderungen Unterschiede machen und sich diese Erkenntnis seltsam anfühlt. Nachbarn schließen Fenster. Neuer Regen treibt herüber vom Fluss.  #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #a_chores_line

  53. Closing in on 9pm. More rain, but this time as a haze of drops, barely visible to the eye but to be felt immediately. Crows in the trees, an evening bus arriving. Tourists, suitcases, a cab, the usual bunch of locals heading for the pub. Monday evening. Unsure again and again whether they're about to spend their evening there because or despite of the day. Maybe it doesn't make much of a difference. Pondering weeks, plans, intentions and habits while the sidewaks get used to reflecting late light. Have a safe night everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #rain_and_haze

  54. Closing in on 9pm. More rain, but this time as a haze of drops, barely visible to the eye but to be felt immediately. Crows in the trees, an evening bus arriving. Tourists, suitcases, a cab, the usual bunch of locals heading for the pub. Monday evening. Unsure again and again whether they're about to spend their evening there because or despite of the day. Maybe it doesn't make much of a difference. Pondering weeks, plans, intentions and habits while the sidewaks get used to reflecting late light. Have a safe night everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #rain_and_haze

  55. Savouring the colours of slow dusk again. A cloudy day later, city chose to go with clear skies and all the lights sundown is able to display with the passing hours. Neighbours in backyards neighbours on balconies, a scent of different kinds of food and smokes and the sound of glasses and bottles leaving mind and soul in a strange but soothing summer evening mood and there could be worse things to keep the new week at distance for a bit longer. Be safe on your way into dreams, wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations

  56. Savouring the colours of slow dusk again. A cloudy day later, city chose to go with clear skies and all the lights sundown is able to display with the passing hours. Neighbours in backyards neighbours on balconies, a scent of different kinds of food and smokes and the sound of glasses and bottles leaving mind and soul in a strange but soothing summer evening mood and there could be worse things to keep the new week at distance for a bit longer. Be safe on your way into dreams, wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations

  57. Later the evening, earlier that night. Listening to outer noises inner voices and the frequencies in between concrete and clouds. Stories of plans and deviations. Some things always work better than others and some take longer and amidst this, time passes quickly. Inbound complaints on a sidetrack, known environments, unknown services discovered, no points of contacts and no clear paper trail. Surrounded by a fog of old information within an ever-flowing stream of news difficult to handle. Unsettled. Filing an issue, for better or worse, and making sure the right tabs are closed afterwards. Balconies, chandeliers, two bass guitars and a cigarette and this is how things move, consistent yet slow. Sleep safe everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #the_sounds_of_early_nights

  58. Later the evening, earlier that night. Listening to outer noises inner voices and the frequencies in between concrete and clouds. Stories of plans and deviations. Some things always work better than others and some take longer and amidst this, time passes quickly. Inbound complaints on a sidetrack, known environments, unknown services discovered, no points of contacts and no clear paper trail. Surrounded by a fog of old information within an ever-flowing stream of news difficult to handle. Unsettled. Filing an issue, for better or worse, and making sure the right tabs are closed afterwards. Balconies, chandeliers, two bass guitars and a cigarette and this is how things move, consistent yet slow. Sleep safe everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #the_sounds_of_early_nights

  59. An unknown yet substantial amount of moments later, an unknown and possibly irrelevant amount of insights later, it's about to be night again. Resting on the floor, feeling like sleepwalking but without sleeping or walking and there's something confusing to that. Browsing the music library at hand, exploring the unknown and feeling content getting nowhere. There's no need for that right now, anyway. Sleep well everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_do_not_sleep_yet

  60. An unknown yet substantial amount of moments later, an unknown and possibly irrelevant amount of insights later, it's about to be night again. Resting on the floor, feeling like sleepwalking but without sleeping or walking and there's something confusing to that. Browsing the music library at hand, exploring the unknown and feeling content getting nowhere. There's no need for that right now, anyway. Sleep well everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete_city #evening_deviations #where_we_do_not_sleep_yet