Quite past 3pm again. The longer the calls, the weirder that particular moment to hang up, hear conversations fade and that outside world slowly drip back into consciousness. A deep breath. Stretching arms, feeling body is still here and willing to move. Eyes closed, watching colours dance. And eyes opened... notes.z428.eu https://notes.z428.eu/2025/01/17/quite-past-pm-again-the.html