Very much later, and always hanging in between things. Other kinds of preparations done, experiencing the difference between feeling stable on a technical level but way less so in matters of communication. Too much thinking before too much talking and the introvert trying to find its place in a very much interaction-based process. Also: Windowsill, evening breath, even following a couple of sunny hours these days feel way colder than expected but at least this way heat's one factor to be ruled out when talking lack of rest. Sleep safe everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #stories of codes and constellations

Späterer Nachmittag, und die Erfahrung von schrumpfendem Nahbereich. Schmale Gänge. Voll beladene Wägen, silbrige Käfige, an denen müde, mürrisch wirkende Menschen aus dem anderen Viertel schieben. Am Eingang verkauft ein junger, ebenso müde wirkender Mann die aktuelle Straßenzeitung und der Wechsel zwischen Hitze und Kälte bleibt nicht ohne Wirkung. Zumindest wird der Zoo eigener innerer Monologe übertönt. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #close encounters

Finally, concluding the evening and there's a certain kind of sound to still prevail: A crowd, slightly annoyed it seems. Bass drum rhythms, noises from a dark car near the crossroads, loud conversations in an empty appartment across the street and it's been a while for people to move furniture in and out, over there. Attention tied to just particular slices of current reality, for watching the evening, the new night in its entirety would be too overwhelming in any way. Stories of rest and how to get there. Sleep tight everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #where we are we are

Evening deviations. The neighbourhood outside, but like a movie just flowing by, without leaving many impressions or moods. Too: Certain strategies against certain tensions. Looping through the script once again, fast, briefly. Edges not found so far are sure to pop up by tomorrow. They always do. Most important terms memorized, most important concepts understood, the challenges of staying calm in course of explanations. And the hope for some rest in between now and then. Sleep safe everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #where we are we are

Many hours later again. Mondays in a different flow grow a different kind of evening mood, that feeling of being all over the place without having accomplished anything of relevance. There's that imposter giggling in its corner, there's a cat sleeping on a couch paying no attention to anything, there are a few chords played on dusty keys, the room could do with a candle but there's no motivation to light one, right now. The soothing effect of dusk and its mild tones. Have a soft night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #where we do what we do

And late rituals. Sunday winding down. Chatter of teenagers in the street, the waiting near the bus stop, the hanging out in front of the pub and there's a bunch of chords in the air but no voice and mind's slow on recognising old classics. Air's dense and soft, late spring makes breathing harder than desirable, and new morning just an arms length from here. About finding sleep and sticking to it. For better or worse. Have a calm night wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #late sundays

Frühe Sonntagabendroutinen. Und heißer Tee. Ein wenig Erleichterung in Tagen unter Spannung. Schwalbenkreise hoch in unerwartet heller, warmer Sonne. Gegenüber Rückkehr, Ankunft, Zusammenkunft. Und Gespräche. Und noch keine Musik, auch wenn die Stunde Klänge bräuchte. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #late sundays

Hours later, near an open living room window. Gazing at the evening sky the somewhat dark facades the few lit windows. Breathing the early night air, the scent of concrete and trees and soil and meadows and a hint of the river nearby. Letting all senses sink into that moment, as the morning and day seem already and once more far from here. Wrapping up. Shelving. Yawning. Not asking the model for rest as some answers would be confusing to anyone including oneself. Sleep safe everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #stories of sleepy souls and restless minds

(Man ertappt sich dabei, an alten Dingen festzuhalten. Weil man nicht konsumieren will, aus viel zu vielen Gründen. Weil Umgewöhnungen und Wechsel immer Kraft kosten, die man dafür nicht geben mag. Weil sie funktionieren, mit etwas gutem Zuspruch und gelegentlich Klebeband und Draht. Und irgendwie weil sie, auch als Dinge, nah sind, weil die Summe aus Gebrauchswert und Nostalgiewert dann doch konstant hoch, nie zu ersetzen ist.) #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #stories of tools and memories

Once again later. Trying to habitualize resting on hard floor for a few breaths every day, to not just see but also feel the world around, to feel parts of the physical self that went unfelt and ended up stuck in uncomfortable postures during the wake hours. Not sure this makes sense but at least it's worth an attempt. Also, trying to loosen parts of the mental self stuck in similar loops. Even more challenging for sure. Average-case estimations, some notes some ideas and a rough draft and then flushing ones own caches and letting tonight pass. Sleep safe everyone wherever you are. #outerworld #concrete city #evening deviations #where we are we are