Still mornings, switching to different kinds of liquids to get the voice and the mind through the day. A neighbour across the street, wiping water off his tiny balcony. City traffic. Others peoples public phone call in the backyard, too many details. Electronic letters piling up. Some seemingly had quite a long trip. Due dates and expected outcomes not yet aligned. That kind of tasks.

A huge green, leaf-decorated mug containing green tea. And an island stone, white, black. Both on a windowsill, reasonably close-up. Reflection of white sky on the liquid surface of the mug.

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