notes from out there.

Way after 10pm. Returning. Returned. Coarse-grained sorting of different streams of thoughts, at least to relate them to the context they somehow seem to belong to. It doesn't get any better than that today. City neighbourhood is laughter of a single voice and music from these old screechy speakers again and the scent of an evening that doesn't dare to ponder rain yet. No stars but mainly because one forgot to open these windowblinds and now it seems way late to still change that for now. Stories to quiesce some inner noise. (Have a peaceful night wherever you are.)

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