Almost 10pm: Feeling calm and content, yet the same time supposedly seeing a crowd of uncontrolled thoughts monkey-jumping around in between china and those crystal phiols keeping the distilled essence of the day. Watching the same blue sky gently dim and pale again. Listening to the neighbours walking through evening routines, once again getting a glimpse into how different people are. (Morning and night, same place, similar moods, with a few more moments filed in non-digital memory.)