10pm and on. Shaking off, brushing off the day. Watching the cat in stand-by on the couch, observing worlds (this one and maybe a multitude of unseen others) with poorly hidden lack of interest. Windows across the street are quiet again now, seems people either opted for sleep already - or exactly the opposite on that evening. Whatever individual ways of filling the dark hours one might be able to imagine. (Have a good night everyone, wherever you are!)