Closing in on 10pm. Same place again, slightly different hours, vague mood. Somewhere in between gratitude and restlessness. Dimming the bright once more. Ignoring todays leftovers, leaving a cup of tea nearby, and a window slightly opened as always, for the breath, and for the soul to roam a bit in dreams. Waving the usual goodbye to the hours passed. Sinking in the usual hope for undisturbed sleep. Have a calm night wherever you are.