Closing in on 11pm. Mind on retreat. Lights already dimmed. Rooms of the flat feel different sometimes at the very edge of days. Home is where the soul rests, and home is where the body knows to avoid raging cats, fangs, claws without needing too much attention. There are for sure things worse than that. (... notes.z428.eu https://notes.z428.eu/2024/12/19/closing-in-on.html