Early sunset, or at least that's how it feels. Mentions of moon, invisible though from within the office constraints. Cleaning up: Desk, inboxes, thoughts, soul. Just to some degree. 4pm and on, torn between needing some rest and taking a long walk. All deviations, no focus.

#outerworld #concrete city #early evening musings #office hours #stories of sunset and quiet skies

Marga Xeyat â’¶ hat dies geteilt.

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