A bit later, measured time differing from perceived time again. Last light of this day fading into the Western horizon, a few stars flickering to claim a velvet sky. Stretching on a hard floor. Humming with the late traffic. Different strategies to tackle tensions, few of them actually work. Have a quiet night wherever you are.
Finally, transcending into standby. Trying to keep open ends sorted while making sure music won't be playing for the rest of the night. Preserving some tabs, storing some notes, letting everything else quietly disappear with the last daylight. Traffic becoming noticeable as all other sounds fall asleep. A dream, but as a hope. Have a pleasant night wherever you are.
Much later. Ending a day that feels off the flow of weeks, a day that had its own pictures and joy and shadows and unexplained waves of melancholy. The neighbourhood sounds like late weekend, a distant train is howling outbound. Candle burning still, for a moment, window opened wide. A welcoming of the dark once more. Have a quiet night wherever you are.
10pm and on. Breathing into early night. Soul still echoing todays moods, slowly coming to rest. Clouds invisible above tall trees. Scent of pollen and wet ground. April feeling strong in everything. And everything both vivid and sleepy in these late moments. Have pleasant dreams everyone wherever you are.
Considerably later, returning, returned. Head spinning, thoughts dissolving in too many threads, unrelated, unsynchronized. Pictures in between, the echo of conversations started not finished, the kindness and the gaps, the gardens, the walls. Here be dragons. Or elephants. Have a peaceful night wherever you are.