nineteen morning notes

27.11.13.

        Awake at three again. Is this on account of a disturbance that cannot be overslept'. Who knows? Up at five, knock around the clock and need to pick up the batteries lying on the floor. Reinsert, . That is not the way to turn of the alarm, but it works. Lie a few minutes more, take my pill and water. When will it end? On the point of departure, the feline friend opens the door and goes to the door that it cannot open. Makes noises. Open door. Into kitchen. feed. find glasses.

        Stairs and out. Ice on the road.

        Bitterly cold today. must be minus god only knows what.

        On the way to the bus stop nothing but speeding police cars. No sirens, no lights. Law-and order. Bus on time, pay driver, sit down, warm up a bit.

        Regain full consciousness at the Hofackerweg, one stop before the railway station.

        The girl at Y's has learnt. She is fast, efficient, and friendly. There are more people than usual, must be the cold. Man with the hair gives me a friendly greeting. Good day today. He is wearing a short-sleeved, open necked shirt. Same as in summer. Unreal. But true.. Blog. Out to platform. The recorded train announcement. Then a halting, almost stuttering announcement that the train will be only half-sized today. Rush on the platform,  all those that usually get on at the rear  go  to where they assume that the train will stop. Train full.

Find seat beside man obviously hoping that he can have both. 

Sorry for him. 

not really.

Blog,.

Observe all the people now needing to give up these seats that they had reserved for their baggage. Not sorry for them either.

At the next mossy stop the train fills up even more. Many people standing in the aisles. All the seats are occupied by people now.

Coming in to freezing Freising.

Announcement telling me to watch for notices on the platform. Also one advising regard for announcements. Leave train, go down the stairs, go up the stairs, platform three.

Crowded.

Announcement that the Silly s-train is going to be fifteen minutes late. Watch my last train leave the station, throwing sparks from the overhead cables. They always spark when it is cold. Spark, and make electical crackling noises.

Not even the glances of the young blonde on the platform can warm me. Wonder who she is looking at. She is always just looking away, or turning her head. What is interesting her. where? Flattered? Unrealistic.

The platform fills, many go back to the other one, 'to ride with Alex. Alex sparkles in, sparkles out.

More people on the platform.

After half an hour the train comes in. S-silly Bahn. get in, find seat, blog till the announcement is made that the train is leaving. Blog on. The next station is called Pulling. So what. And soon we will all be in Neufahm. With a missed bas to take me the rest of the way.

Please leave on the left. 
Neufahrn down the stairs from the platform.
Bus there, unloading.
Get on at the stop for unloading only.
Warm seat with heater.
lovely.
Bus drives round the roundabout to the loading only stop.
Bus now full
Librarian opposite.
Grin.
Bus really full
Bus in Gar Ching, last out , fair because first in.
Clock in machine informs me of error.
Oh.
Room 2055
A little bit late.
OK