Closing in on 4pm. A shy sun briefly glancing through empty trees. Afternoon commuters on their way home, a dog barking at an e-scooter on the crossroad. Ballet of messengers in the streets, piles of brown boxes growing again. Still in a hurry. And in a responding mode, to collide with the idea of planned,... notes.z428.eu https://notes.z428.eu/2024/11/18/closing-in-on.html