Wednesday, 18 February 2015

day three week thirty one two thousand and fifteen

to stay calm, turn off the alarm. Medical care day today, perhaps lower the dose on the pills. Wake listen.
Silence.
Sleep

At seven the sons clock sounds. A steady persistent hooting, Struggles and groans out of the next room, then silence.

Too da loo, take a shower , wash the teeth, shave, brush the hair. All there.
Take the coffee machine apart, take out the old grounds, grind beans, fill machine, do not forget the water, and put it on the gas cooker.

wander about, put on watch.

start this little computer,  this foldable small computer.

the coffee is taking long, why?
Why not?
Wrong ring.
Gas ring.
Start other ring

Blog
Coffee made
Network hooked up

ok





Wed, 18 Feb 2014. afternoon
How it is is r%a 'w the station cafe, and inky train is due E leave in nineteen minutes.
a child on the bus to the station let a wall yellow plastic toy full at the bus stopped, it fell out of the door... The fast moving thing landed. in the pavement and was was nearly locked out by the closing doors of the bus. These were blocked, the item quickly grabbed and returned to the mother of the not yet tearful ohild. Big smiles and expressions of thanks.at#ow-d.. The young woman showed that the child would have been most upset to lose the strange yellow toy.
There are pigeons inside the cafe, inside
the waiting room, searching for leavings,
for crumbs. Maybe enjoying the warmth of the station.
Daytime travellers are different from the morning 'travellers. They do not do-it that often. They do have that practised way about them.
Another group of pigeons walk into the main door, turn left, walk by the counter, to leave by the other entrance.
They have done this-several-times now.

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