Evening came and went, hours did melt, mind went on and off. Night feeling much later than it actually is. No more focus, realities fading into dreams. Music and sounds of distant trains filling the street crossroads to crossroads, there seems a desire to rest as well as an inability to rest, a whole load of loose ends piling up, a temporary frantic mood urging to get at least some of them resolved. A deep breath, a cold hot shower, a few gazes into mirrors and candles and a few other arcane routines, without second thought. Withdrawing into a new dark. With the morning just a few twinkles away. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are.

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