2AM on a Saturday night

As per usual the night is willing to show its true colors and present an illustration of celestial fade of background vehicles and the occasional "other". Without a doubt. I am left speechless about how well behaved the quiet is and how the city echoes a orchestra of emotional... balance.

On the other hand I prefer daytime when there's more action and stuff can be done.

Nothing does it better for me then a joint. 2AM right now and enjoying the pleasantries. Without a care I ponder my life choices and gotta admit, probably could've chose better if what I gotta add is stuff bout the "air sounds"?