21.11.13
fitful until three, round sleep until five when the clock worked its way into some dream again. Today the bed is most attractive, most attractive Arent'we. ln the mighty night thecat was fed, and now it wants feeding again. There is still food left so that gets churned over. The dumb feline did not notice, and eats. Do the things in the bathroom and take the daily black dog killer and some water. And after all that it is already time to go. Feel awful. Shit never feels this bad.
go.g.gr. g. go.go.g.gr. g. go.go.g.gr. g. go.go.g.gr. g. go.
That old Lada is parked tight in the middle of the town square, or the church square or whateber. Precursor to all those s.u.v.com cars. The baker is cleaving and clearing his old boxes out of his shop.
Alone at the stop today. The smoking shop woummman steams past. Not smoking today. The bus driver has dark hair and is unshaven. And polite. Darters are Bitter score. Railway restaurant Yoomnua the usual toggle haggle wait, but get my stuff and a smile. Put the wrong card on the table, but correct that. Everything is pur-r-fect. Blog until all those around me are gone . Platform full. stiep forward and train door perfectly placed. last carriage. get in.
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