notes from the outer world.

Close to noon. Still not given in to the heat, still keeping up todays order of things. Milky-white skies, no visible clouds or sun, just a vast bright blanket covering neighbourhood and surrounding city. Slow motions, keeping everything within an armlength's reach, randomly grabbing whatever floats the very moment. Of revisiting plans and readjusting objectives.

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