Maybe this comes like a summery metaphor, but actually it is only a note. The adjusting around here isn't done yet, though it would be quite nice to write something else. Berlin is boiling hot, which I like and which is perfect for some Avocado ice cream. But I am still lacking a good dose of sleep and a clear head. Plus, we have to conquer a few nasty things in the Fishbowl. Nothing major, just normal, but uncomfortable business parts. So, I am flying by, off to bed. Have a wonderful night.