A lot later. Of stones and rocks and mountains. At least metaphorically. And then a quiet glance. Christmas decorations that made it to the windows across, and with the darkness of that little molten snow the light over there feels even warmer. Filing a few late mails while falling for old patterns, blatantly ignoring all aspirations of balancing personal and professional aspects. It's all one, after all, with all that enthusiasm and uncertainties and curiosity and doubts, and in all of this, evenings are more pleasant than mornings to be sure. Have a soft night wherever you are.

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