There and back again. Another night, another slowdown. Searching for the right words but in all the wrong languages, somehow getting along with half-baked analogies and fuzzy phrases. Wet sidewalks far below, the blue and red neon of the pub reflecting stronger today. Two cigarettes pulsating next to a dark doorway, murmuring voices and random laughter, forced and rough much more than actually entertained or funny. (Closing this particular window. Leaving world outside for now. Eyes closed, hands covering face, distancing to find some rest. Have a peaceful night wherever you are.)
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