4pm, sync and backup. Some tasks fail to become rituals. Sometimes it needs conscious exercise to keep things going. Too: Leaving notes on some modestly important communications to float by, like adding a signature to a virtual piece of paper and passing it on to whoever cares. Across the street, one of the new neighbours is sitting on an exercise bike in his living room, racing as if to escape time and space itself while listening to trivial European techno music. One more session, to call it a day.