Late hours, after hours, overtime and both off track and in sync with things just one day into the week. Watching slow progress, linking different aspects of the same system and hoping for components to swing in soon. Window closed and still waiting for the room to feel warmer. The street's quiet and dark, the sky much brighter than expected and there's still that perception of soft grainy winter in and on everything. Have a soft night everyone wherever you are.

#outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #where we do what we do #stories of sky and memories

Marga Xeyat Ⓐ hat dies geteilt.