Very much later and some facets of the day still roaming the stirred-up mind. Shadows, different silhouettes same intensities. Neighbours burning incenses on the terrace and there's a breeze of past and memories to that evening. A very short attempt of browsing for an appropriate playlist, reading a poem instead to let focus wrap around a different flow of words - and closing todays book then. Contemplative, always. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are.