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  1. 10pm and on, an evening and its sleepy calm disturbed by physical and mental unrest. Little structure in the darkening sky. Sounds of music and voices from somewhere near the river. Some candles and some cigarettes on the window above the crossroads. Engines shut down, footsteps, a doorbell and a staircases warm light. Too many stories to be told today, unsure to whom, unsure for what. Have a peaceful night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations
  2. 10pm and on, an evening and its sleepy calm disturbed by physical and mental unrest. Little structure in the darkening sky. Sounds of music and voices from somewhere near the river. Some candles and some cigarettes on the window above the crossroads. Engines shut down, footsteps, a doorbell and a staircases warm light. Too many stories to be told today, unsure to whom, unsure for what. Have a peaceful night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations
  3. Way past 10pm. Mind not looking back at the days bygone, building castles out of imaginary sand instead. Indefinite weathers. Maybe there's to be rain, but maybe not. Haven't paid attention to constellations in a while. Things that go unnoticed with the hurries of daily affairs, then and now. Another brief glance at the buildings, the few lit windows, the few balconies dedicated to welcoming weekend with candles and wine. Here to observe, until sleep gently takes over. Have a soft night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #where we are we are #the quiet moments
  4. Way past 10pm. Mind not looking back at the days bygone, building castles out of imaginary sand instead. Indefinite weathers. Maybe there's to be rain, but maybe not. Haven't paid attention to constellations in a while. Things that go unnoticed with the hurries of daily affairs, then and now. Another brief glance at the buildings, the few lit windows, the few balconies dedicated to welcoming weekend with candles and wine. Here to observe, until sleep gently takes over. Have a soft night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #where we are we are #the quiet moments
  5. (Sturmböen im Laub bergen Erwartungen und Unruhe, aber der Regen zieht vorüber, ohne sich dem trockenen Boden zu nähern. Neuer Hund im anderen Garten, neue Gesichter, ein improvisiertes Beet, das eigene Grün gewinnt an Höhe und die Kamera zeigt keinen nächtlichen Gast. Schwerer Kopf, Tagträume. Aber von der hektischen Sorte.) #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #stories of weathers and selves
  6. (Sturmböen im Laub bergen Erwartungen und Unruhe, aber der Regen zieht vorüber, ohne sich dem trockenen Boden zu nähern. Neuer Hund im anderen Garten, neue Gesichter, ein improvisiertes Beet, das eigene Grün gewinnt an Höhe und die Kamera zeigt keinen nächtlichen Gast. Schwerer Kopf, Tagträume. Aber von der hektischen Sorte.) #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #stories of weathers and selves
  7. Very much later and listening to the postlude of the day, a lof of more or less dissonant inner chords and melody lines to slowly dissolve in the soothing quietness of another summer evening. In an odd way relaxed, even knowing most of the tension's far from gone. Attention focusing somewhere just above ones own head, trying to get perspective and perception changed and sorted. Touching walls windowsill windowpane, feet on ground, mind here and there and all over the place. There are days dedicated to frenetic laughter, without any particular reasons, and there are days on the other end of that spectrum and sometimes predictions are hard to make. (Certain notifications muted, certain earlier topic ignored for now. At least an attempt to. Stories of priorities and rest. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are.) #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #half awake half asleep
  8. Very much later and listening to the postlude of the day, a lof of more or less dissonant inner chords and melody lines to slowly dissolve in the soothing quietness of another summer evening. In an odd way relaxed, even knowing most of the tension's far from gone. Attention focusing somewhere just above ones own head, trying to get perspective and perception changed and sorted. Touching walls windowsill windowpane, feet on ground, mind here and there and all over the place. There are days dedicated to frenetic laughter, without any particular reasons, and there are days on the other end of that spectrum and sometimes predictions are hard to make. (Certain notifications muted, certain earlier topic ignored for now. At least an attempt to. Stories of priorities and rest. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are.) #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #half awake half asleep
  9. This end of the day again. Facts, figures, graphs and logs. There's a pattern in there but it's quite good at hiding. Dusk light, music from below, a movie on a huge screen across the street, a dog a green light a pale smartphone display heading for the river. Resting behind closed lids for a moment, reaching out to feel everything that remains unsaid, unvoiced, undisplayed. Evening routines. Some of these are hard to escape. A sense of summer, a promise of night. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #stories of technologies and worldviews
  10. This end of the day again. Facts, figures, graphs and logs. There's a pattern in there but it's quite good at hiding. Dusk light, music from below, a movie on a huge screen across the street, a dog a green light a pale smartphone display heading for the river. Resting behind closed lids for a moment, reaching out to feel everything that remains unsaid, unvoiced, undisplayed. Evening routines. Some of these are hard to escape. A sense of summer, a promise of night. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #stories of technologies and worldviews
  11. (Closing in on 10pm, again and resorting to old routines. Browsing music from some yesterday not very well defined. Not singing along but visualizing the moments that are stuck with the chords. Hearing sounds going places and feeling the resonance head to toes. Breathing with the city under a dim sky, half asleep already. Have a soft night wherever you are.) #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #slowdown and warm lights
  12. (Closing in on 10pm, again and resorting to old routines. Browsing music from some yesterday not very well defined. Not singing along but visualizing the moments that are stuck with the chords. Hearing sounds going places and feeling the resonance head to toes. Breathing with the city under a dim sky, half asleep already. Have a soft night wherever you are.) #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #slowdown and warm lights
  13. Wieder an nahen Ufern: Stadtsommer, Sttandmuscheln und Partyzelte in den Wiesen, bunte Luftballons an einer Schnur von Baum zu Baum. Grill, Campingstühle, halbmannshohe Shisha und Kartenspiele. Musik und Gespräche klingen fremd, das Lachen und Kichern urvertraut, auch wenn man sich nicht wirklich kennt. Reglose Sonne an zerrissenem Himmel, die Hitze ist wieder da. Kein Regen. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations
  14. Wieder an nahen Ufern: Stadtsommer, Sttandmuscheln und Partyzelte in den Wiesen, bunte Luftballons an einer Schnur von Baum zu Baum. Grill, Campingstühle, halbmannshohe Shisha und Kartenspiele. Musik und Gespräche klingen fremd, das Lachen und Kichern urvertraut, auch wenn man sich nicht wirklich kennt. Reglose Sonne an zerrissenem Himmel, die Hitze ist wieder da. Kein Regen. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations
  15. A lot later and back to where most days find their way. The silence the noise and trying to rest in oneself. Loud music from one of the backyards, slightly less loud kids songs from an open window, songs for nights melodies for open skies and sometimes just chords to soothe what's bruised. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #returning #summer moves on
  16. A lot later and back to where most days find their way. The silence the noise and trying to rest in oneself. Loud music from one of the backyards, slightly less loud kids songs from an open window, songs for nights melodies for open skies and sometimes just chords to soothe what's bruised. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #returning #summer moves on
  17. Meditations in silence at the other far end of the day. Maybe just for a few seconds, for a wink of an eye while village's on its way into sleep. The creek nearby, bats invisibly overhead, the sound of mice in the ivy surrounding the old barn, and always and again this kind of air, this scent to maybe not found anywhere else but here on a warm summer evening - or maybe just part of short, strong memories that stand the waves of years. A bit of everything a bit of now, sometimes thoughts escape words. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #the village and the hills #summer moves on #evening deviations
  18. Meditations in silence at the other far end of the day. Maybe just for a few seconds, for a wink of an eye while village's on its way into sleep. The creek nearby, bats invisibly overhead, the sound of mice in the ivy surrounding the old barn, and always and again this kind of air, this scent to maybe not found anywhere else but here on a warm summer evening - or maybe just part of short, strong memories that stand the waves of years. A bit of everything a bit of now, sometimes thoughts escape words. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #the village and the hills #summer moves on #evening deviations
  19. Early late, or late early, depending on measured versus perceived daytime and the general mood related to that: Back inside. A bit dizzy, a bit covered by summer, a bit dusty and more than just a bit tired. Watching a tremendously wide, quiet sky slowly fade into soft darkness. Music from the pub is a bit louder today, rough voices involved into ongoing discussions outside, one tries hard to not get mentally entangled all too much. Flipping through pages, collecting liner notes, dashes and all the words to be written in between the lines, and shaping them into a story or a fairytale or maybe a poem, whatever seems most appropriate between today and tomorrow. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #summer moves on
  20. Early late, or late early, depending on measured versus perceived daytime and the general mood related to that: Back inside. A bit dizzy, a bit covered by summer, a bit dusty and more than just a bit tired. Watching a tremendously wide, quiet sky slowly fade into soft darkness. Music from the pub is a bit louder today, rough voices involved into ongoing discussions outside, one tries hard to not get mentally entangled all too much. Flipping through pages, collecting liner notes, dashes and all the words to be written in between the lines, and shaping them into a story or a fairytale or maybe a poem, whatever seems most appropriate between today and tomorrow. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #summer moves on
  21. A lot later, new dusk ending an old day and mind's getting lost to the idea of how perception changes by measuring time spent on different things in minutes not hours. Same thing, from a rational angle, but oh the effect of larger numbers. And now for adding up that part of these that was lost in context switches, mental reconfiguration, initialization and finalization of various appointments. Facts gained. Arguments started, ongoing. Not so conclusions, yet. Yawning at the quiet sky and the darkening city. A few chords from night and dreams. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #where we are we are
  22. A lot later, new dusk ending an old day and mind's getting lost to the idea of how perception changes by measuring time spent on different things in minutes not hours. Same thing, from a rational angle, but oh the effect of larger numbers. And now for adding up that part of these that was lost in context switches, mental reconfiguration, initialization and finalization of various appointments. Facts gained. Arguments started, ongoing. Not so conclusions, yet. Yawning at the quiet sky and the darkening city. A few chords from night and dreams. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #where we are we are
  23. 10pm and a little further for today. Todays minutes wrapped up, tomorrows prepared, mentally at least a bit on track and hoping for enough inner silence to keep the imposter from interfering with things just at the wrong time. Somewhere in between hope and experiences. Taking a deep breath, watching the neighbourhood tumble through evening chores, some routines, some late dinner, some candles and a lot of open ends. But not for tonight. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #sleep as an option
  24. 10pm and a little further for today. Todays minutes wrapped up, tomorrows prepared, mentally at least a bit on track and hoping for enough inner silence to keep the imposter from interfering with things just at the wrong time. Somewhere in between hope and experiences. Taking a deep breath, watching the neighbourhood tumble through evening chores, some routines, some late dinner, some candles and a lot of open ends. But not for tonight. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #sleep as an option
  25. (The day the evening and a plethora of different cloud shapes collected today, all of them having in common an utter talent to completely hide the sky and the universe behind. A few drops of water still finding ways down the leaves of the trees, making the self sync with a confusing, irregular rhythm that still in a way feels organic and soothing. A fabric for imaginary paintings, mentally, physically. Have a soft night wherever you are.) #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #half awake half asleep
  26. (The day the evening and a plethora of different cloud shapes collected today, all of them having in common an utter talent to completely hide the sky and the universe behind. A few drops of water still finding ways down the leaves of the trees, making the self sync with a confusing, irregular rhythm that still in a way feels organic and soothing. A fabric for imaginary paintings, mentally, physically. Have a soft night wherever you are.) #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #half awake half asleep
  27. Rückkehr durch Wetter. Regen wird stärker. Unruhige Spiegelbilder auf nassem Stein, Lichter treibem vorüber gen Fluss. Schon wieder Abend, sich selbst überholt, irgendwo, außer Atem außer Ruh. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #summer moves on
  28. Finally, back and reattaching. Appartment cooled down a bit, clouds leaving at least a little glimpse of late sun just before the day comes to a close. Music in the pub, toned down chatter on the balcony nearby, a bus waiting for travellers a mind waiting for dreams. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #late sundays
  29. Finally, back and reattaching. Appartment cooled down a bit, clouds leaving at least a little glimpse of late sun just before the day comes to a close. Music in the pub, toned down chatter on the balcony nearby, a bus waiting for travellers a mind waiting for dreams. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #late sundays
  30. Calming down. Breathing at the back door again. Briefly revisiting the week, slightly out of sync with time and date and trying not to bother too much while the village slowly drifts into night. Bats rushing through open space between the trees and the lake. Couple of cars passing by in far distance, merely the idea of an engine sound than actually something to be heard it seems. Everything else already wrapped in late dusk silence and somehow this is really hard to resist. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #the village and the hills #evening deviations #summer moves on
  31. Calming down. Breathing at the back door again. Briefly revisiting the week, slightly out of sync with time and date and trying not to bother too much while the village slowly drifts into night. Bats rushing through open space between the trees and the lake. Couple of cars passing by in far distance, merely the idea of an engine sound than actually something to be heard it seems. Everything else already wrapped in late dusk silence and somehow this is really hard to resist. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #the village and the hills #evening deviations #summer moves on
  32. Later that evening, familiar rooms, familiar skies, familiar heat. Mental movement on unfamiliar ground, boundaries in invisible distance. The map is not the territory. Also, this apartment's just slowly cooling down. Hours recorded, memories kept, ending up out of focus, somehow clueless, somehow overheated. Heavy breathing in the frame of an open window, the giggling and chatter of the balconies are louder again today. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #where we are we are
  33. Later that evening, familiar rooms, familiar skies, familiar heat. Mental movement on unfamiliar ground, boundaries in invisible distance. The map is not the territory. Also, this apartment's just slowly cooling down. Hours recorded, memories kept, ending up out of focus, somehow clueless, somehow overheated. Heavy breathing in the frame of an open window, the giggling and chatter of the balconies are louder again today. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #where we are we are
  34. Late evening and a bit of sunlight left. Dizzy after the weekend the day, a bit off track a bit off rhythm and feeling both content and in a strange way guilty for what is being granted. Listening, watching, breathing. Church, high-rise, traffic, pedestrians. The other city has its characteristics unique, noticeable, calming in a way. And it's always somehow pleasant to be part of that, even just for a few hours. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #elsewhere #travel #evening deviations
  35. Late evening and a bit of sunlight left. Dizzy after the weekend the day, a bit off track a bit off rhythm and feeling both content and in a strange way guilty for what is being granted. Listening, watching, breathing. Church, high-rise, traffic, pedestrians. The other city has its characteristics unique, noticeable, calming in a way. And it's always somehow pleasant to be part of that, even just for a few hours. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #elsewhere #travel #evening deviations
  36. A lot later, probably. Along the hours and still kind of stuck. Bats above roofs and crossroads. Dense clouds, no wind, the day just keeps on going. Few voices, hardly any sound out there, anywhere. Concluding the weekend, keeping schedules at a distance for a bit a few more hours. In the mood to stay awake, in a desire to sleep. Not sure what will win. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the heat in days #evening deviations
  37. A lot later, probably. Along the hours and still kind of stuck. Bats above roofs and crossroads. Dense clouds, no wind, the day just keeps on going. Few voices, hardly any sound out there, anywhere. Concluding the weekend, keeping schedules at a distance for a bit a few more hours. In the mood to stay awake, in a desire to sleep. Not sure what will win. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the heat in days #evening deviations
  38. Abendbeschäftigung: Schattenlinien beobachten, die langsam über Wände ziehen. Jalousien stauen die Wärme so, dass man sie nicht berühren mag in der Angst, danach könnte die Glut direkt und ungehemmt über Boden und Körper fluten. Irgendjemand in der Nachbarschaft lenkt sich mit lauter Schlagermusik ab und die Wirklichkeit dicht geschlossener Fenster lässt nur unsicher den tatsächlichen Geräuschpegel erahnen. Aber vielleicht muss ein bisschen Spaß tatsächlich sein (und es wird fordernd, entsprechende Textzeilen wieder loszuwerden). #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #the heat in days
  39. Abendbeschäftigung: Schattenlinien beobachten, die langsam über Wände ziehen. Jalousien stauen die Wärme so, dass man sie nicht berühren mag in der Angst, danach könnte die Glut direkt und ungehemmt über Boden und Körper fluten. Irgendjemand in der Nachbarschaft lenkt sich mit lauter Schlagermusik ab und die Wirklichkeit dicht geschlossener Fenster lässt nur unsicher den tatsächlichen Geräuschpegel erahnen. Aber vielleicht muss ein bisschen Spaß tatsächlich sein (und es wird fordernd, entsprechende Textzeilen wieder loszuwerden). #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #the heat in days
  40. Immer noch unterwegs. Asphalt, Beton, altehrwürdige Bauten. Feuerwehrschlauch. Feinster Nebel. Schwerer Blütenduft. Inspiriert. Überreizt. Müdigkeit übergangen? Eine dunkle Ahnung von warmen Bussen, einer Nacht ohne Schlaf. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations
  41. Immer noch unterwegs. Asphalt, Beton, altehrwürdige Bauten. Feuerwehrschlauch. Feinster Nebel. Schwerer Blütenduft. Inspiriert. Überreizt. Müdigkeit übergangen? Eine dunkle Ahnung von warmen Bussen, einer Nacht ohne Schlaf. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations
  42. Onward into this night, finally. Having spent most of the hours inside and not really enjoyed the few moments elsewhere, this again feels like one odd day again, slightly without aim or purpose and with a much more limited set of images, a much more limited vocabulary. Stories of overthinking, input management, various kinds of noises and the slowness of certain weather. Crafting random dreams, just to let them grow and go and maybe return after dusk. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #evening deviations #summer moves on
  43. Onward into this night, finally. Having spent most of the hours inside and not really enjoyed the few moments elsewhere, this again feels like one odd day again, slightly without aim or purpose and with a much more limited set of images, a much more limited vocabulary. Stories of overthinking, input management, various kinds of noises and the slowness of certain weather. Crafting random dreams, just to let them grow and go and maybe return after dusk. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #evening deviations #summer moves on
  44. Kurze administrative Umwege, Hinterhofblumen und ein Schmetterling und das Gehirn im Leerlauf übersetzt und assoziiert und malt Bilder in stickigwarme Küchenluft und die Fliege an der Wand lässt einen kurz schaudern. Filme ohne Handlung. Körnig und rauh. Betriebsmodus etwas abseits der Komfortzone. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #summer moves on
  45. Kurze administrative Umwege, Hinterhofblumen und ein Schmetterling und das Gehirn im Leerlauf übersetzt und assoziiert und malt Bilder in stickigwarme Küchenluft und die Fliege an der Wand lässt einen kurz schaudern. Filme ohne Handlung. Körnig und rauh. Betriebsmodus etwas abseits der Komfortzone. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #summer moves on
  46. Different evening to still follow different days, out of rhythm out of tune and both lost for words and all over the place. Some tasks started, very few finished. Judging oneself by efficiency and productivity once more, failing to come up with a satisfactory wrap-up. Remembering earlier summers, journeys to distant cities, rooftop and skylines and the sun and the twilight, the meadow of unknown parks. At this time, garden river park even backyard feel too far to really get there. Most likely tomorrow. Have a calm night once it's here, everyone, wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #summer moves on #evening deviations
  47. Different evening to still follow different days, out of rhythm out of tune and both lost for words and all over the place. Some tasks started, very few finished. Judging oneself by efficiency and productivity once more, failing to come up with a satisfactory wrap-up. Remembering earlier summers, journeys to distant cities, rooftop and skylines and the sun and the twilight, the meadow of unknown parks. At this time, garden river park even backyard feel too far to really get there. Most likely tomorrow. Have a calm night once it's here, everyone, wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #summer moves on #evening deviations
  48. Quite a bit later, somewhere amidst a week and not really relating to either hour or day. Detached, a little more than usual. Restless, too, between contradictory poles and not sure which things feel least bad when not done. Watching sunset again. And considering sleep. Stories of options and hopes. Have a soft night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #half awake half asleep
  49. Quite a bit later, somewhere amidst a week and not really relating to either hour or day. Detached, a little more than usual. Restless, too, between contradictory poles and not sure which things feel least bad when not done. Watching sunset again. And considering sleep. Stories of options and hopes. Have a soft night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #half awake half asleep
  50. Synchronisation: Zufallszahlen, grob gerasterte Bilder, schallendes Gelächter aus dem Hof. Sonne auf der anderen Seite des Hauses. Ein Telefon, ebenfalls laut, die wahrnehmbare Seite eines fordernden Gesprächs. Weghören. Geschirr sortieren. Ein wenig Durcheinander, überall. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #summer moves on
  51. Synchronisation: Zufallszahlen, grob gerasterte Bilder, schallendes Gelächter aus dem Hof. Sonne auf der anderen Seite des Hauses. Ein Telefon, ebenfalls laut, die wahrnehmbare Seite eines fordernden Gesprächs. Weghören. Geschirr sortieren. Ein wenig Durcheinander, überall. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #summer moves on
  52. Finally and a lot later: Concluding the day by admiring its late colours. Listening to the neighbourhood again, the conversations on terraces and balconies, the sound of dishes and glasses here and there, looking at ones own limitations and still enjoying these surroundings. Monday went by, todays task list to quite some extent turned tomorrows task list, but maybe there's a moment of rest in between ends and beginning. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #summer moves on
  53. Finally and a lot later: Concluding the day by admiring its late colours. Listening to the neighbourhood again, the conversations on terraces and balconies, the sound of dishes and glasses here and there, looking at ones own limitations and still enjoying these surroundings. Monday went by, todays task list to quite some extent turned tomorrows task list, but maybe there's a moment of rest in between ends and beginning. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #summer moves on
  54. Later, somehow. Outside warmth replaced with inside warmth, little has changed asides this. A long day, still there's a remainder of sunlight floating above the horizon and the river, and the neighbours seem to care little about this weekend coming to a close. Windows opened wide, here and there. Not that this does amount to some real effect but at least it makes the neighbourhood feel closer, more vivid, more present and does its own share of distraction that's anything but unwelcome. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #summer moves on
  55. Later, somehow. Outside warmth replaced with inside warmth, little has changed asides this. A long day, still there's a remainder of sunlight floating above the horizon and the river, and the neighbours seem to care little about this weekend coming to a close. Windows opened wide, here and there. Not that this does amount to some real effect but at least it makes the neighbourhood feel closer, more vivid, more present and does its own share of distraction that's anything but unwelcome. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #summer moves on
  56. Still out there, returning. Fireworks across the river. Velvet darkness. Just slowly cooling down, feeling concrete and stone facades release all the heat grabbed from the day and its sun. Not asleep yet but also just partially awake, and maybe already dreaming. Have a soft night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #half awake half asleep
  57. Still out there, returning. Fireworks across the river. Velvet darkness. Just slowly cooling down, feeling concrete and stone facades release all the heat grabbed from the day and its sun. Not asleep yet but also just partially awake, and maybe already dreaming. Have a soft night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #half awake half asleep
  58. Draußen. Immer noch vor der Dämmerung, immer noch viel zu warm. Andere Namen, andere Geschichten, alt wie neu. Sichelmond über den Bäumen. Ein leiser Fluss. Wieder hier, also. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations
  59. Draußen. Immer noch vor der Dämmerung, immer noch viel zu warm. Andere Namen, andere Geschichten, alt wie neu. Sichelmond über den Bäumen. Ein leiser Fluss. Wieder hier, also. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations
  60. Different day same place, or the other way 'round. Some more long evenings. Sound of music and chatter, louder than usual and pretty much nearby. The feeling the vicinity of trees and bushes and the creek, present as alway but a bit weaker than usual compared to the village celebrating this summer. Dim night sky above, the city in mind, the week and its dense schedule still very much here. Exercising awareness. For everything and oneself. Stories of mising superpowers, on repeat. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #the village and the hills #evening deviations #where we are we are