A hurried night.

A hurried night.

Night is a strange thing. Sometimes it's in no hurry, and usually when, for some reason, we don't feel like sleeping but really need to. Conversely, the night runs headlong, hurrying like a racehorse, and it feels like I just closed my eyes and morning has already arrived.

Such a rush is unusual; it doesn't make me feel rested, but some people think we need to restrict our breathing, like they do for raising chickens and many other plants, lengthening the daylight hours... I don't want to become a broiler. LOL.

Well, yes, and the aroma of coffee should be wafting from the street at night, because during the day, we mostly smell gasoline and exhaust fumes from passing cars. Somehow, everything is arranged incorrectly, something's confused :)

Zoom in on a photo for a closer view.

More to come!

Enjoy viewing the photos and reading the article!

Have a blessed day!

Category:	Art, Photography, digital art.
Tools:	Sony Cyber-shot DSC-HX300
Location:	Ukraine
Author:	Author @barski. In my publications you will see only my author's works.