Finally: Turning down the music, earlier today. Dimming the screens, dimming the lights, only leaving the windows open for a moment to keep a pale remainder of the day in these rooms. It's late Thursday and somehow perception of time got a little skewed today for whichever reasons. Watching constellations of moon and stars, watching ones own tiredness with a confusing interest, faking analytical understanding while actually being a core part of it. (Neighbours kids return home, equipped with a sixpack, pizza and laughter. Colour and weight of thoughts for evenings seems greatly individual.)