Later that evening, familiar rooms, familiar skies, familiar heat. Mental movement on unfamiliar ground, boundaries in invisible distance. The map is not the territory. Also, this apartment's just slowly cooling down. Hours recorded, memories kept, ending up out of focus, somehow clueless, somehow overheated. Heavy breathing in the frame of an open window, the giggling and chatter of the balconies are louder again today. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #where we are we are