day three week thirty two two thousand and fifteen

25.2.2015

        Lights on, take off the mask. Six hours of sleep. That would be fine.

The shower, find clothing. This routine in the same all the time; son rushes through, goes to the loo. At five twenty,

       go take the pills, the big one for the head, the small are for the nose and one for the lack of sunlight.

Cream on the nose and find the glasses.

        Leave the house, and on past the church. Two bells toll, it is half- past five. Look at the telephone whilst walking, see the news. A mobile, online world.

        Bas stop, tell out the exact money for the busdriver, Dolores is picked up by the man who does that every now and again.

        The smoker with the pigtail is not at the usual place today. He is reading the advertising on a circular hoarding set up for this purpose. He has a nasty-sounding little smokers cough. Short sle   eved shirt; regardless of the weather. Whether it is freezing or hot, it seems to make no difference to him.

        Anastasia tight lipped and efficient, same coffee as always.

        Poor Hedgehog! He is cornered by some chance woman on her way to Leipzig for post operative care. She tells him all her health woes, in detail. He is polite, nods, occasional grunt. She goes on and on, not realising that everyone has their troubles. And; despite being sorry for hers, everyone needs to deal with their own.

Hedgehog is polite and patient.The woman exudes self pity, and no-one pities her as she would like to be pitied.

        So much for her.

A-crowd of good-humoured passengers come up the granite stairway from the tunnel leading under the trucks. The men and women are making ribald comments about each other to each other.

A man says, translated "Egg-egg Egg Egg-Eggs!" "This is a germane German expression of amazement. In itself, meaningless.

The train rolls in, the passengers' to he rush all over the platform, trying to be in the best possible place to be first to hard the train after its doors have opened and the disembarking passenger . theme disembarked.<-

We always seek our personal advantage, regardless of any real value therein.  But this refugee-like haste.. What is it good for.

The train leaves the station, so does the train for Rosenheim on its parallel track

It pulls ahead, to be caught later as the tracks lead it towards the southbound route.

Heading for Rosenheim, near the Alps.

A one-hour journey for a small local diesel-driven train.