9pm and on: Watching late sun withdraw from the city again. Listening to an raging celebration in the backyard, apparently untimely on a Wednesday evening while forgetting this weeks odd rhythm for a moment. Then: Clicking off calendar notifications, purging some of tomorrows events. Wondering how much hours earlier than needed this night will end. Take a deep breath, a deep sip, and try to find the right tone for what's left of the day.