notes from the outer world.

8am and on, a short break, surprised noticing day's rather early still. Mental mode seems few hours ahead. Adjusting light and temperature. Reordering tabs, by colour to scratch that itch of things looking cluttered and random. Holding an island stone in hand for a moment, to feel the see in its coldness. The comfort of this drifting into distances.

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