Almost out of the day again, and yet still following up on its late needs. Too: A quiet look at a quiet city. Not that much awake anymore. Watching log files float by. Collecting stars from within dense clouds, random sightings and always a pleasant find on a sky of mostly dark grey. Listening to the neighbours proceeding in their evening rituals in between kitchen, bedroom, evening news. Watching cigarettes glow on the balcony again. Resisting dreams for now, without really knowing why. Have a calm night everyone wherever you are.