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Some hours later, two days later, concluding weekend. Memories mostly sorte…

12 July 2026 at 20:54

Some hours later, two days later, concluding weekend. Memories mostly sorted, partially already filed. Some other stories revived. Gone through notes, same day different year and resounding here and there. Talking digital diaries, the words that have been written, the thoughts to remember between the lines. Today, city evening's still in full swing, people having dinner on terraces and balconies, some crowds returning from the river, small carts packed with what the afternoon left behind, closed umbrellas included. Birds at high altitude, same as the clouds. And a bit of space for coming dreams to soar. Hopefully. Have a soft night wherever you are.

Finally, a lot later and surrounded by new dark: Week settled. Day flew. Gl…

8 May 2026 at 22:58

Finally, a lot later and surrounded by new dark: Week settled. Day flew. Glass is mostly emptied. A distant city, a creek and a barn nearby, sometimes there's that feeling of being detached no matter where and sometimes it's just about not questioning things too much and letting the moment have its space. Listening into the early night, for a while, just to at some point give up and resort to rest. Hopefully. Have a soft night wherever you are.

11pm, letting the day settle within a long conscious breath under a wide, n…

17 April 2026 at 23:05

11pm, letting the day settle within a long conscious breath under a wide, nightly sky. Looking back to that other end of the week, but somewhere far from here in a veil of memories and time passing. A bit tired, a bit overstimulated, in the mood to pay attention to even the smallest detail noticeable out there down there. Feeling the city come to a pause again, trying to be part of this sensation. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are.

Later and indifferent, slightly lost track of daytime as darkness came down…

23 February 2026 at 21:39

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.)

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