11pm, not just mentally. The sensation of letting a few things go and embracing the open wide of dark villages under clear skies. Of anxieties and dreams and the whole world that spans within. Have a calm night wherever you are.
10pm and moving on, just a little bit. The mental state of having too many topics partially processed, stories and outcomes overlap and irrevocably melt into each other. A certain restlessness, trying to make it out of this maze. Uncanny dreamlike worlds, on both sides of eyes tired after so far making it through the day.