Switching networks and devices, finally. Realizing that impression of individual speed varies with the hours and seems to be off all too often. Moving in moving out, across the street, just below the roof. A dude in workers suit is getting rid of wallpapers and old paint, until his shift seems over and these rooms are dark all of a sudden. Lacking this light, darkness amidst the houses becomes much more tangible. Taking some notes, striking out others, feeling like ending where one started moments ago, random activities to stay in motion much more than anything to get anywhere. And still no real mood for dreams, doubting all of them. Have a soothing night wherever you are.
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