day four week thirty three two thousand and fifteen and the american dream

5 march, 2015

awake, before the doctor awakens. Take off that mask, The one that keeps air flowing. Steadily. Higher pressure in the air pipe, like some turbocharger for humans. Wait for the clock

        afterwards,. step into the shower, shave the bristles in the face, there are no two ways about it, a new shaver will become a necessity.

        All seems organised again today, comb the hairs and don the glasses.

        Take up the bag and walk. The bright tights and the canine effigy in the leather shop attract attention..

        Dolores, at the bus stop. With all her leopardskim patterned accessories.

Guten Morgen

A young woman in a red anorak and a businessman with a trolley case

- Quite a crowd today!

        The bus driver seems surprised. But The journey, the five-minute journey is the same:

        There are now more bicycles in front of the Station, people are using them again now that it is warmer. Pigtail and cigarette, the smokers square.

guten Morgen!

        Big Blondy is serving, nerving in the cafe, noisy, embarrassing and inneficient. She is exchanging bellowed comment, with Moustachio. A strange person,. A person who is a strain on what would otherwise be a - relaxed atmosphere.

The pills, both of them, were forgotten today. Will survival be possible?

        That cafe is boring today, noisy because of Moustache and BB. They are still exchanging their remarks, and so really noisily..

        A group of Americans wander in, Their load voices and nasal accents pervading the whole station. One man wearing shorts. Every loud statement with an ascendant note at its end, turning every statement into an indignant comment, as if the speaker is disclaiming any serious consequence to what he is saying... 'A stress on the last syllable, or even the whole word of every sentence. It sounds as if they are raging 'contradict me if you d- dare".

        We shall contradiction forswear.

They are in the railway carriage too, but by the time that the train has left Moosburg, they have reduced conversation considerably,. 'The one in the shorts commences to eat dried fruit from his cloth bag.

        It is still dark outside, there is fog and frost everywhere there.