Finally and close to night again: Dizzy under a wide clear sky, counting the stars and failing, starting over once more all along the lines and shapes of constellations. Ancient myths, legendary animals, trips not taken and a north star somewhere in between to guide whoever believes in this. Still, there's an odd old feeling to it, distanced and soothing and a bit of the day already calms down in this pale dim light. Opening closing doors. Leaving bags where they fall down. Heavy body restless mind. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are.

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