https://status.z428.eu/somewhat-later-almost-dried-again-letting-go-of-the-eveninSomewhat later, almost dried again. Letting go of the evening and its pictures. The chatter of the city resounding, the wind and the rain still felt on mood and skin. The familiar neighbourhood, the usual crowd waiting and drinking near the bus stop, the headlights of cars reflecting on wet roads. Dizzy, out of breath and arriving. Slowing down, an attempt to get some rest while the night is still young. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are.
