Air's a bit colder today, clouds a bit more ragged, but the wind has calmed down and the summits glitter with late morning sun. 9am and slowly on again. Into the day.
Route nordwärts, höhere Berge, Wolken, Nebel. Dunkles Grau am Straßenrand, brüchige Wälder, breite Schneisen, lange Reihen von Transportern und Anhängern, aus aller Welt in alle Welt. Sinnieren über den Planeten und den Untertan und Verständnisse von Macht und Mitgefühl und Wohlwollen. Und manchmal wird das Herz schwer darüber.
Multitasking, slowed down. Synchronizing various threads and accepting some topics slipping away before being able to get hold of them. Desk cleaned. Papers sorted. Sometimes it's sheer manual tasks to provide a certain sense of achievement. 4pm again. Yawning in face of the afternoon.
The other city. A soft light flooding the long queue of cars waiting at the crossroads. Contrasts, in pictures and perceptions. Staying a bit from everything, feeling both unsettled and guilty. Different homes different pasts and an amorphous present. Inner retreats, too much overthinking. Always.
Elsewhere, slightly later and trying to balance weathers, temperatures, moods and realities. Way too much irritation in virtually everything. A nervous cat going for flies. A bunch of teenagers heading for the river again, apparently pulling a cart with a decent speaker and the music seems to strike more than just one chord right now. Reconsidering identity, peer groups, tribes and how to stay away from things that feel alienating. Clouds veiling early sunset. Stories of tackling rituals and routines, unknown outcome. Be safe on your way through your evening, wherever you are.
