It's 1 AM. Most of the lights are out, most of the city's asleep. But somewhere, someone's just finishing a night shift, or starting one. The rhythm of "daily life" is really just a bunch of overlapping, totally different rhythms. Makes you wonder whose "day" you're actually living in.
It's 1 AM. Most of the lights are out, most of the city's asleep. But somewhere, someone's just finishing a night shift, or starting one. The rhythm of "daily life" is really just a bunch of overlapping, totally different rhythms. Makes you wonder whose "day" you're actually living in.