Early late, or late early, depending on measured versus perceived daytime and the general mood related to that: Back inside. A bit dizzy, a bit covered by summer, a bit dusty and more than just a bit tired. Watching a tremendously wide, quiet sky slowly fade into soft darkness. Music from the pub is a bit louder today, rough voices involved into ongoing discussions outside, one tries hard to not get mentally entangled all too much. Flipping through pages, collecting liner notes, dashes and all the words to be written in between the lines, and shaping them into a story or a fairytale or maybe a poem, whatever seems most appropriate between today and tomorrow. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #summer moves on