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  1. Another few or more hours later. Returned. Sorting languages, phrases and context. Left some in the morning, some in the garden and maybe forgot some elsewhere along the way. This is still summer, the evening's still bright, the neighbours are still out there on the street chatting about vacations and weather and there's pleasure to be found in listening without actually listening too close. Thoughts like bats, on fast erratic tracks. Infinite monkeys and just a fragile idea of sleep. Have a calm night everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #half awake half asleep
  2. Another few or more hours later. Returned. Sorting languages, phrases and context. Left some in the morning, some in the garden and maybe forgot some elsewhere along the way. This is still summer, the evening's still bright, the neighbours are still out there on the street chatting about vacations and weather and there's pleasure to be found in listening without actually listening too close. Thoughts like bats, on fast erratic tracks. Infinite monkeys and just a fragile idea of sleep. Have a calm night everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #half awake half asleep
  3. Another few or more hours later. Returned. Sorting languages, phrases and context. Left some in the morning, some in the garden and maybe forgot some elsewhere along the way. This is still summer, the evening's still bright, the neighbours are still out there on the street chatting about vacations and weather and there's pleasure to be found in listening without actually listening too close. Thoughts like bats, on fast erratic tracks. Infinite monkeys and just a fragile idea of sleep. Have a calm night everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #half awake half asleep
  4. Another few or more hours later. Returned. Sorting languages, phrases and context. Left some in the morning, some in the garden and maybe forgot some elsewhere along the way. This is still summer, the evening's still bright, the neighbours are still out there on the street chatting about vacations and weather and there's pleasure to be found in listening without actually listening too close. Thoughts like bats, on fast erratic tracks. Infinite monkeys and just a fragile idea of sleep. Have a calm night everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #half awake half asleep
  5. Another few or more hours later. Returned. Sorting languages, phrases and context. Left some in the morning, some in the garden and maybe forgot some elsewhere along the way. This is still summer, the evening's still bright, the neighbours are still out there on the street chatting about vacations and weather and there's pleasure to be found in listening without actually listening too close. Thoughts like bats, on fast erratic tracks. Infinite monkeys and just a fragile idea of sleep. Have a calm night everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #half awake half asleep
  6. Several hours later, a temporary full stop and listening to the settling dust. An awesome universe of what seems the acoustic equivalent to microscopic images. Sounds of buildings, structures, a moth on the wall, maybe clouds in dusk sky. Or then again just what seems to be there, in between senses slightly overstimulated and various inner noises too present to even be aware of anymore. Late enough and still lagging behind on a meaningful amount sleep. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #half awake half asleep
  7. Several hours later, a temporary full stop and listening to the settling dust. An awesome universe of what seems the acoustic equivalent to microscopic images. Sounds of buildings, structures, a moth on the wall, maybe clouds in dusk sky. Or then again just what seems to be there, in between senses slightly overstimulated and various inner noises too present to even be aware of anymore. Late enough and still lagging behind on a meaningful amount sleep. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #half awake half asleep
  8. Several hours later, a temporary full stop and listening to the settling dust. An awesome universe of what seems the acoustic equivalent to microscopic images. Sounds of buildings, structures, a moth on the wall, maybe clouds in dusk sky. Or then again just what seems to be there, in between senses slightly overstimulated and various inner noises too present to even be aware of anymore. Late enough and still lagging behind on a meaningful amount sleep. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #half awake half asleep
  9. Several hours later, a temporary full stop and listening to the settling dust. An awesome universe of what seems the acoustic equivalent to microscopic images. Sounds of buildings, structures, a moth on the wall, maybe clouds in dusk sky. Or then again just what seems to be there, in between senses slightly overstimulated and various inner noises too present to even be aware of anymore. Late enough and still lagging behind on a meaningful amount sleep. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #half awake half asleep
  10. Several hours later, a temporary full stop and listening to the settling dust. An awesome universe of what seems the acoustic equivalent to microscopic images. Sounds of buildings, structures, a moth on the wall, maybe clouds in dusk sky. Or then again just what seems to be there, in between senses slightly overstimulated and various inner noises too present to even be aware of anymore. Late enough and still lagging behind on a meaningful amount sleep. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #half awake half asleep
  11. And then, yery much later: Back inside. Still, a returning into moist, stale mood, feeling sweaty the very few moments after closing that door, putting down bag, getting rid of shoes and at least some clothes. Echoes of late neighbours on the stairs. TV conversations behind some of the walls. Not consciously listening, not too interested, but hard to ignore as well. Some chords in late twilight, dusty keys and even after a few moments failing to find some viable melody line. So seems this day might deserve a break, after all. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #half awake half asleep
  12. And then, yery much later: Back inside. Still, a returning into moist, stale mood, feeling sweaty the very few moments after closing that door, putting down bag, getting rid of shoes and at least some clothes. Echoes of late neighbours on the stairs. TV conversations behind some of the walls. Not consciously listening, not too interested, but hard to ignore as well. Some chords in late twilight, dusty keys and even after a few moments failing to find some viable melody line. So seems this day might deserve a break, after all. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #half awake half asleep
  13. And then, yery much later: Back inside. Still, a returning into moist, stale mood, feeling sweaty the very few moments after closing that door, putting down bag, getting rid of shoes and at least some clothes. Echoes of late neighbours on the stairs. TV conversations behind some of the walls. Not consciously listening, not too interested, but hard to ignore as well. Some chords in late twilight, dusty keys and even after a few moments failing to find some viable melody line. So seems this day might deserve a break, after all. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #half awake half asleep
  14. And then, yery much later: Back inside. Still, a returning into moist, stale mood, feeling sweaty the very few moments after closing that door, putting down bag, getting rid of shoes and at least some clothes. Echoes of late neighbours on the stairs. TV conversations behind some of the walls. Not consciously listening, not too interested, but hard to ignore as well. Some chords in late twilight, dusty keys and even after a few moments failing to find some viable melody line. So seems this day might deserve a break, after all. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #half awake half asleep
  15. And then, yery much later: Back inside. Still, a returning into moist, stale mood, feeling sweaty the very few moments after closing that door, putting down bag, getting rid of shoes and at least some clothes. Echoes of late neighbours on the stairs. TV conversations behind some of the walls. Not consciously listening, not too interested, but hard to ignore as well. Some chords in late twilight, dusty keys and even after a few moments failing to find some viable melody line. So seems this day might deserve a break, after all. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #half awake half asleep
  16. A lot later, fuzzy borders between today and tomorrow and maybe yesterday. Making it home, the last miles the steps needed the door unlocked locked again and most of the neighbouring houses already in deep sleep. Late procedures, barely awake. No conclusions. None needed. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours
  17. A lot later, fuzzy borders between today and tomorrow and maybe yesterday. Making it home, the last miles the steps needed the door unlocked locked again and most of the neighbouring houses already in deep sleep. Late procedures, barely awake. No conclusions. None needed. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours
  18. A lot later, fuzzy borders between today and tomorrow and maybe yesterday. Making it home, the last miles the steps needed the door unlocked locked again and most of the neighbouring houses already in deep sleep. Late procedures, barely awake. No conclusions. None needed. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours
  19. A lot later, fuzzy borders between today and tomorrow and maybe yesterday. Making it home, the last miles the steps needed the door unlocked locked again and most of the neighbouring houses already in deep sleep. Late procedures, barely awake. No conclusions. None needed. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours
  20. A lot later, fuzzy borders between today and tomorrow and maybe yesterday. Making it home, the last miles the steps needed the door unlocked locked again and most of the neighbouring houses already in deep sleep. Late procedures, barely awake. No conclusions. None needed. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours
  21. 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
  22. 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
  23. 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
  24. 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
  25. 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
  26. Evening, still or again connected and yet unwilling to accept any kind of cookies at this time of day. Browsing music libraries, stumbling across some old standards to revive but failing to fully resonate with anything. So resorting to text instead, reading between the lines, giving up on things as ones own interpretations of what's unwritten between the lines turn out to be overwhelming and confusing. Maybe this is the hour, again, to conclude, retreat, calm down. Have a soft sleep wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #half awake half asleep
  27. Evening, still or again connected and yet unwilling to accept any kind of cookies at this time of day. Browsing music libraries, stumbling across some old standards to revive but failing to fully resonate with anything. So resorting to text instead, reading between the lines, giving up on things as ones own interpretations of what's unwritten between the lines turn out to be overwhelming and confusing. Maybe this is the hour, again, to conclude, retreat, calm down. Have a soft sleep wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #half awake half asleep
  28. Evening, still or again connected and yet unwilling to accept any kind of cookies at this time of day. Browsing music libraries, stumbling across some old standards to revive but failing to fully resonate with anything. So resorting to text instead, reading between the lines, giving up on things as ones own interpretations of what's unwritten between the lines turn out to be overwhelming and confusing. Maybe this is the hour, again, to conclude, retreat, calm down. Have a soft sleep wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #half awake half asleep
  29. Evening, still or again connected and yet unwilling to accept any kind of cookies at this time of day. Browsing music libraries, stumbling across some old standards to revive but failing to fully resonate with anything. So resorting to text instead, reading between the lines, giving up on things as ones own interpretations of what's unwritten between the lines turn out to be overwhelming and confusing. Maybe this is the hour, again, to conclude, retreat, calm down. Have a soft sleep wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #half awake half asleep
  30. Evening, still or again connected and yet unwilling to accept any kind of cookies at this time of day. Browsing music libraries, stumbling across some old standards to revive but failing to fully resonate with anything. So resorting to text instead, reading between the lines, giving up on things as ones own interpretations of what's unwritten between the lines turn out to be overwhelming and confusing. Maybe this is the hour, again, to conclude, retreat, calm down. Have a soft sleep wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #half awake half asleep
  31. Seemingly days and weeks and yet just hours later: An attempt to slow down but lacking real perception for the current speed or movement or position on track. Stormy evening still, windows falling shut again and again, shivering floor shivering walls and jumping at every louder noise. Tension relief. Warm tea. Artificial rain. The usual procedures. While keeping on running circles, in a way. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #the late hours
  32. Seemingly days and weeks and yet just hours later: An attempt to slow down but lacking real perception for the current speed or movement or position on track. Stormy evening still, windows falling shut again and again, shivering floor shivering walls and jumping at every louder noise. Tension relief. Warm tea. Artificial rain. The usual procedures. While keeping on running circles, in a way. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #the late hours
  33. Seemingly days and weeks and yet just hours later: An attempt to slow down but lacking real perception for the current speed or movement or position on track. Stormy evening still, windows falling shut again and again, shivering floor shivering walls and jumping at every louder noise. Tension relief. Warm tea. Artificial rain. The usual procedures. While keeping on running circles, in a way. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #the late hours
  34. Seemingly days and weeks and yet just hours later: An attempt to slow down but lacking real perception for the current speed or movement or position on track. Stormy evening still, windows falling shut again and again, shivering floor shivering walls and jumping at every louder noise. Tension relief. Warm tea. Artificial rain. The usual procedures. While keeping on running circles, in a way. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #the late hours
  35. Seemingly days and weeks and yet just hours later: An attempt to slow down but lacking real perception for the current speed or movement or position on track. Stormy evening still, windows falling shut again and again, shivering floor shivering walls and jumping at every louder noise. Tension relief. Warm tea. Artificial rain. The usual procedures. While keeping on running circles, in a way. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #the late hours
  36. The later hours the changing of weathers and never ceasing to be amazed by the play of light on the edges of phases of days. Also, in front of a screen still, or again, catching up on some proceedings while the mind's repeatedly trying to break out and get lost wandering through backyard vegetation, across mud and stones. Late bus, drivers ending starting another shift, cigarettes glowing near the crossroad, messages sent, messages received, not all of them in textual shape. Strategies of communication strategies of implementation and the neighbourhood coming to rest. Have a safe night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #half awake half asleep
  37. The later hours the changing of weathers and never ceasing to be amazed by the play of light on the edges of phases of days. Also, in front of a screen still, or again, catching up on some proceedings while the mind's repeatedly trying to break out and get lost wandering through backyard vegetation, across mud and stones. Late bus, drivers ending starting another shift, cigarettes glowing near the crossroad, messages sent, messages received, not all of them in textual shape. Strategies of communication strategies of implementation and the neighbourhood coming to rest. Have a safe night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #half awake half asleep
  38. The later hours the changing of weathers and never ceasing to be amazed by the play of light on the edges of phases of days. Also, in front of a screen still, or again, catching up on some proceedings while the mind's repeatedly trying to break out and get lost wandering through backyard vegetation, across mud and stones. Late bus, drivers ending starting another shift, cigarettes glowing near the crossroad, messages sent, messages received, not all of them in textual shape. Strategies of communication strategies of implementation and the neighbourhood coming to rest. Have a safe night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #half awake half asleep
  39. The later hours the changing of weathers and never ceasing to be amazed by the play of light on the edges of phases of days. Also, in front of a screen still, or again, catching up on some proceedings while the mind's repeatedly trying to break out and get lost wandering through backyard vegetation, across mud and stones. Late bus, drivers ending starting another shift, cigarettes glowing near the crossroad, messages sent, messages received, not all of them in textual shape. Strategies of communication strategies of implementation and the neighbourhood coming to rest. Have a safe night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #half awake half asleep
  40. The later hours the changing of weathers and never ceasing to be amazed by the play of light on the edges of phases of days. Also, in front of a screen still, or again, catching up on some proceedings while the mind's repeatedly trying to break out and get lost wandering through backyard vegetation, across mud and stones. Late bus, drivers ending starting another shift, cigarettes glowing near the crossroad, messages sent, messages received, not all of them in textual shape. Strategies of communication strategies of implementation and the neighbourhood coming to rest. Have a safe night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #half awake half asleep
  41. A lot later, still fast paced, head in clouds feet on ground and watching the last steps of todays procedures conclude. Still tense, but also quietly relieved. A peek through an open window, there's still so much light in the city and evenings aren't long enough for everything one feels that should be done. Knowing limits, accepting constraints, playing a few chords to let the mind untangle just a bit. Have a soft night everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #slowing down in fast steps #early summer
  42. A lot later, still fast paced, head in clouds feet on ground and watching the last steps of todays procedures conclude. Still tense, but also quietly relieved. A peek through an open window, there's still so much light in the city and evenings aren't long enough for everything one feels that should be done. Knowing limits, accepting constraints, playing a few chords to let the mind untangle just a bit. Have a soft night everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #slowing down in fast steps #early summer
  43. A lot later, still fast paced, head in clouds feet on ground and watching the last steps of todays procedures conclude. Still tense, but also quietly relieved. A peek through an open window, there's still so much light in the city and evenings aren't long enough for everything one feels that should be done. Knowing limits, accepting constraints, playing a few chords to let the mind untangle just a bit. Have a soft night everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #slowing down in fast steps #early summer
  44. A lot later, still fast paced, head in clouds feet on ground and watching the last steps of todays procedures conclude. Still tense, but also quietly relieved. A peek through an open window, there's still so much light in the city and evenings aren't long enough for everything one feels that should be done. Knowing limits, accepting constraints, playing a few chords to let the mind untangle just a bit. Have a soft night everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #slowing down in fast steps #early summer
  45. A lot later, still fast paced, head in clouds feet on ground and watching the last steps of todays procedures conclude. Still tense, but also quietly relieved. A peek through an open window, there's still so much light in the city and evenings aren't long enough for everything one feels that should be done. Knowing limits, accepting constraints, playing a few chords to let the mind untangle just a bit. Have a soft night everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #slowing down in fast steps #early summer
  46. Evening and slowly reconnecting the self to the neighbourhood. Skies still grey, no rain, and the music hints at people remaining in weekend mode for a few more hours. Washing off the past days, emptying the glass, straightening the rooms to not stumble across leftovers tomorrow. There's always sleep to hope for, even on the border of weeks. Have a soft night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #the late hours
  47. Evening and slowly reconnecting the self to the neighbourhood. Skies still grey, no rain, and the music hints at people remaining in weekend mode for a few more hours. Washing off the past days, emptying the glass, straightening the rooms to not stumble across leftovers tomorrow. There's always sleep to hope for, even on the border of weeks. Have a soft night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #the late hours
  48. Evening and slowly reconnecting the self to the neighbourhood. Skies still grey, no rain, and the music hints at people remaining in weekend mode for a few more hours. Washing off the past days, emptying the glass, straightening the rooms to not stumble across leftovers tomorrow. There's always sleep to hope for, even on the border of weeks. Have a soft night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #the late hours
  49. Evening and slowly reconnecting the self to the neighbourhood. Skies still grey, no rain, and the music hints at people remaining in weekend mode for a few more hours. Washing off the past days, emptying the glass, straightening the rooms to not stumble across leftovers tomorrow. There's always sleep to hope for, even on the border of weeks. Have a soft night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #the late hours
  50. Evening and slowly reconnecting the self to the neighbourhood. Skies still grey, no rain, and the music hints at people remaining in weekend mode for a few more hours. Washing off the past days, emptying the glass, straightening the rooms to not stumble across leftovers tomorrow. There's always sleep to hope for, even on the border of weeks. Have a soft night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #the late hours
  51. 10pm and on. Copying and failing to correctly file drafts. Feeling the urge to call it a day, yet restless and unwilling and clutching to whatever started, whatever was left unfinished today. Collecting random dots of light, maybe windows maybe artificial stars maybe fireflies real or imagined. Noticing the late city and ones own borders, breathing, before loosening the grip on the hours once more. Have a soft night wherever you are.

    #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #no sleep no dreams just dense darkness

  52. 10pm and on. Copying and failing to correctly file drafts. Feeling the urge to call it a day, yet restless and unwilling and clutching to whatever started, whatever was left unfinished today. Collecting random dots of light, maybe windows maybe artificial stars maybe fireflies real or imagined. Noticing the late city and ones own borders, breathing, before loosening the grip on the hours once more. Have a soft night wherever you are.

    #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #no sleep no dreams just dense darkness

  53. 10pm and on. Copying and failing to correctly file drafts. Feeling the urge to call it a day, yet restless and unwilling and clutching to whatever started, whatever was left unfinished today. Collecting random dots of light, maybe windows maybe artificial stars maybe fireflies real or imagined. Noticing the late city and ones own borders, breathing, before loosening the grip on the hours once more. Have a soft night wherever you are.

    #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #no sleep no dreams just dense darkness

  54. 10pm and on. Copying and failing to correctly file drafts. Feeling the urge to call it a day, yet restless and unwilling and clutching to whatever started, whatever was left unfinished today. Collecting random dots of light, maybe windows maybe artificial stars maybe fireflies real or imagined. Noticing the late city and ones own borders, breathing, before loosening the grip on the hours once more. Have a soft night wherever you are.

    #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #no sleep no dreams just dense darkness

  55. 10pm and on. Copying and failing to correctly file drafts. Feeling the urge to call it a day, yet restless and unwilling and clutching to whatever started, whatever was left unfinished today. Collecting random dots of light, maybe windows maybe artificial stars maybe fireflies real or imagined. Noticing the late city and ones own borders, breathing, before loosening the grip on the hours once more. Have a soft night wherever you are.

    #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #no sleep no dreams just dense darkness

  56. Later and indifferent, slightly lost track of daytime as darkness came down like a soft veil again, carrying the scent of moist river banks and close-to-blossoming parks and everything that found its place after the wind seems to have taken most of the wintry elsewhere for now. Unsure, but maybe just sticking to this very imagination of grey days passing is soothing in some way. (Home office window closed for now. Summing up. Concluding. Another page turned. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are.)

    #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #slowing down under open skies

  57. Later and indifferent, slightly lost track of daytime as darkness came down like a soft veil again, carrying the scent of moist river banks and close-to-blossoming parks and everything that found its place after the wind seems to have taken most of the wintry elsewhere for now. Unsure, but maybe just sticking to this very imagination of grey days passing is soothing in some way. (Home office window closed for now. Summing up. Concluding. Another page turned. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are.)

    #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #slowing down under open skies

  58. Later and indifferent, slightly lost track of daytime as darkness came down like a soft veil again, carrying the scent of moist river banks and close-to-blossoming parks and everything that found its place after the wind seems to have taken most of the wintry elsewhere for now. Unsure, but maybe just sticking to this very imagination of grey days passing is soothing in some way. (Home office window closed for now. Summing up. Concluding. Another page turned. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are.)

    #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #slowing down under open skies

  59. Later and indifferent, slightly lost track of daytime as darkness came down like a soft veil again, carrying the scent of moist river banks and close-to-blossoming parks and everything that found its place after the wind seems to have taken most of the wintry elsewhere for now. Unsure, but maybe just sticking to this very imagination of grey days passing is soothing in some way. (Home office window closed for now. Summing up. Concluding. Another page turned. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are.)

    #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #slowing down under open skies

  60. Later and indifferent, slightly lost track of daytime as darkness came down like a soft veil again, carrying the scent of moist river banks and close-to-blossoming parks and everything that found its place after the wind seems to have taken most of the wintry elsewhere for now. Unsure, but maybe just sticking to this very imagination of grey days passing is soothing in some way. (Home office window closed for now. Summing up. Concluding. Another page turned. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are.)

    #outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #slowing down under open skies