Early evening, a quiet wading through worlds of thought, grateful to be able to skirt a few sharper memories. Then, a soft struggle: bringing heart and mind into harmony, separating hopes from fears, while darkness conceals the depth in between. Soon the night will spread its stillness over the city, and the urge for a night walk grows irresistible. Patiently waiting for the streets to empty, to find new clarity in the silence of the night.