A lot later. Writing ahead for quite a while before noticing the keys pressed do not make it to any receiver, essentially being texting into the void. Clear sky at what's left of the day. A weird mood in between tense and relaxed. And a sax playing somewhere on a balcony. Too shy too quiet to just join in. A flickering candle. And a whole crew of dancing shadows. Half awake half asleep. Have a soft night wherever you are.
📷 a-different-void