9pm, resting on the windowsill. A line of bright light fading through yellow and orange into a soft, soothing blue early nightsky, not even touched by stars yet. Having a drink while watching the candles on the corner balcony let their lights dance. The city lacks music but right now that quietness resonat... notes.z428.eu https://notes.z428.eu/2024/08/11/pm-resting-on.html