notes from out there.

10pm, steamy bathroom windows, a distant street just a line of lights surrounded by halos in hazy rain. Water dripping, drumming on metal roofs, no wind but the scent of woods and meadows even stronger than during the rest of the day. Always just a thin line between wake perception and confusing dreams. Not sure whether darkness has a different shape in other parts of the world. Have a quiet night wherever you are!

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