In between hours. Watching the play of Christmas lights above the backyards. A late bus passing through the stop, empty, like a blurred yellow ghost heading outbound. Restoring some rudimentary order: Living room. Kitchen. Tired laziness wrestling that anxiety of how next morning might welcome a sleepy sou... notes.z428.eu https://notes.z428.eu/2025/01/01/in-between-hours-watching-the.html