Somewhere into the evening and somehow out of that day. Finding that balance between being connected and yet in a mode as close to rest as it could be. Just close enough to the window to catch a glimpse of a few stars, and a few lights speaking of people and flats and the stories that wrap up hours. Engines muttering in front of the pub, neon light filtered through dirt-stained glass, and a distant hum that could be music or just urban aural subtext. Sleepy enough to not care much for now. Have a calm night wherever you are.
Closing in on 10pm, after all. Before and after preparations. Still in progress, tiny steps, unsure how far the evening brought things today. Too, again trying to and failing at keeping daily life and late hours separated, with topics massively fading into each other, casting long shadows, nudging and pushing one back to wherever things were left off when logging out earlier. Sorting the pile of stuff into a sorted stack, as a closing exercise for now. Just slowly improving at this as well. Have a restful night wherever you are.
Schließlich klingt das Wochenende aus, einmal mehr und genau so schnell wie die Tage davor. Blasse Lichter, einige davon Sterne, manche blinken mehr als andere. Wer noch Kraft und Lust hat, zieht die Party gegenüber weit ins Dunkle hinter der Dämmerung. Alle anderen liegen auf ihren Betten und Sofas, lesen sich durch dicke Bücher oder lassen die Bilder fiktiver Wirklichkeiten oder wirklicher Fiktionen auf ihren Monitoren tanzen. Noch kein Schlaf, noch kein Traum, und der Montag schon in Greifweite. Have a quiet night wherever you are.
📷 lost-in-moments
10pm and on again. Washing away the day, and in a reasonably sleepy state of being, water generally seems way too cold. Soccer matches and late news aired by screens across the street, just faintly lighting the surrounding rooms. Catching oneself pondering how many souls might already have fallen asleep over there, on armchairs and couches while the indifferent stream of images continues to flow past them. (Gazing at the stars instead. Tracing lines in between and thinking about names and distances while mind is still offering processing power. And then slowing down, late enough, tired enough again. Have a peaceful night wherever you are.)
📷 lost-in-moments
10pm and in a way time lost its course and power today. Artificial stars, glowing on the windowsill and in between the plants. In other rooms elsewhere, the youth is getting ready for the night determined to resist sleep. Doors close, steps heading for the bus stop the crossroad the city itself. A tram ringing somewhere nearby, spotlights looping across densely covered skies. We hide from the cosmos and still we yearn for the moon. Have a soft night wherever you are.