Etwas weiter finden sich die Nachbarn wieder zu Hause ein. Vergessenes, Nachgeholtes. Gespräche unterwegs nach oben, unterschiedliche Eile, unterschiedliche Ruhe. Immer wieder der Versuch, sich selbst zu überholen. Zum Glück gelingt es selten. 

Close to 4pm: Moments of strong rain. Moments of ragged clouds. All sorts of discussions, too many different topics at once and an unknown overlap. Tempted to see similarities where details might differ. Risk assessment. And again structure and process to tackle insecurities.

4pm, a change of context and mood but only half. The offices across the backyard already in evening mode, corporate animations on dreaming screens. A lonely employee of the housekeeping service cleaning up that big meeting room. Doves on the balcony railings. Feathers and wind. 

Closing in on 3pm. Deviations and returning back on track. Sore throat, feeling a bit more tense, a bit colder than desirable, opting to keep tone down and voice quiet for now. Moving forth, in between mirrors and blurred neighbourhoods and a city slowly drifting into weekend.