Much later again. Silent, contemplative, watching, noticing. People sitting on the windowsills just across the street, fourth floor. Dark music, a cigarette and some bottles of beer. Collecting the various leftovers of this day, adding some glue and cuts for a somewhat consistent movie. Dreamworks, somehow, while the hands of the clock point out different numbers and the week is drawing near once more. Half asleep probably, by now. Have a calm night wherever you are.