Decline. Quiet evening, portends nothing a trouble. And at heart from something it is disturbing. Probably that childhood long ago behind, ahead serious adulthood and new fulfillments. As I loved earlier (and now I like) to smortet in a window on the night city in the evenings. At night city absolutely another, not such noisy as in the afternoon. Probably I am an asocial person, but I adore loneliness and silence. At night on other you perceive the thoughts. At night it is even heard silence.
Here it is my ideal state of mind at night...