Lost in the middle somewhere

Lost in the middle somewhere

The end of the day brings a sense of safety sometimes. Nighttime protects all. Shrouded under the veil of darkness we can take refuge and sanctuary from the days and all that inhabit it. The weekend is even better, because there are even less inhabitants and the shut down can occur easier in the guise of rest. Monday can wait, the mind has spoken.

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