Later and indifferent, slightly lost track of daytime as darkness came down like a soft veil again, carrying the scent of moist river banks and close-to-blossoming parks and everything that found its place after the wind seems to have taken most of the wintry elsewhere for now. Unsure, but maybe just sticking to this very imagination of grey days passing is soothing in some way. (Home office window closed for now. Summing up. Concluding. Another page turned. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are.)

#outerworld #concrete city #the late hours #slowing down under open skies