Close to midnight. The intangible clouds, the hidden links in between and the vast universe behind. Pondering about bits flowing down wires, the paths they take, the structures they form. Feeling a cool night, the neighbourhood that refuses to rest, the music that keeps on playing on and on. The art of laying awake in twilight as date displayed turns over. Today tomorrow yesterday and somewhere in between. Sleep well everyone once it's time for that, wherever you are.