10pm or something like this, slowly phasing out of this day. There's still a feeling a promise an idea of light floating across the roofs and streets and meadows and parks. Late news on huge screens, a same as late Sunday dinner on a huge table, candle-lit and close enough to the balcony door to see and be seen, watch and be watched. Taking a few notes of what kept this mind moving today, and then backing off to let the dreams float in again. Have a calm night wherever you are.