notes from the outer world.

11pm. With the day dimmed, it's now about listening into the dark. Close trains distant trains a few heavy cars and water flushed down unseen pipes, then and now. A plane. And the bell of a church, just once, as if calling for order but not wanting to disturb too much. Sleep as ambition and goal. Have a quiet night wherever you are.

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