10am. Packing and moving on. Rear view mirrors, hills, a small belfry and no conversations. Keeping thoughts for later, focussed on switching worlds by now.
Almost 10pm, and still a bit further. How long to go if missing out on good intentions, like having an early sleep? Next door, one of the empty flats' very slowly coming back to life, furniture has been moved in all day apparently, there are a few boxes stacked next to the windows, and a huge dreamcatcher hanging right above the dimly lit balcony. (No more flow today. All these thoughts are able to bring up for tonite will be unsorted and random.)