10pm. Slowing down. Considering repurposing and replacements. Swapping wine for water. Exchanging rational thoughts for vague visions knowing there's no real close date or commitment to actually delivering anything. Things are always easy as long as there are no obligations of any sort. (On a completely unrelated note yet talking repurposing: Getting lost in considering sleeprooms and bedrooms. Ambiguities and linguistic subtleties, or maybe just what's to be seen when a tired mind is left to its own. Have a calm and ordered night wherever you are.)