wednesday 15 Jan 2014.
Bad taste in the mouth, perhaps the toothpaste, no knowing at four, freezing without the bedcover, cover up. Warming.
five, sounds, beeps, light on. Happy dose and water. Bathroom and shower. Dry floor and comb hair, brush teeth and shave.
Awake..
Old trousers, new shirt, rocks, and so forth. Zelda, stroke the cat called Zelda. Feed her, A search for an item for work. Find it in the sons room. Should not be there, but there it is. Wife awoke.
Down stairs, wet street, bus stop, good morning. Count money, get on the bus and pay.
Pay as every day Count out the fare.
The man with the short sleeves and the hair stands outside the squire with an umbrella. Smoking in his short shirtsleeves.
good morning.
give the girl a lot of change today, and she makes a mistake counting it into her till. But that's alright. The coffee, the brezn, the lady with the flat face, the
thu worker with the black skullcap, the pretty buiilding worker. They are all there. The blackhaired one comes in and takes a stool for her handbag.
all leave for the train - the train is in.
Seat found, Train leaves a few minutes late
Listen to the electro motor's sound rise in pitch as the train gathers speed. Then the daily announcement. The male voice sounds as if its owner has a cold.
An introspective type of bavarian cold.
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