Wednesday, 17 June 2015

17-June zois, no 2015

17-June zois, no 2015
dim grey outside, and the wife gets up to open the window, sit up to check the dark, it is four forty. Take  off da breathing mask.
At five start the day by stopping the clock's noise Undress, leave the night clothes on the bed, go to the bathroom. Shave and shower, Things that are done every day, or should be done. Struggle
to find a towel, the disorder in front of the storage press prevents from opening the door. It just makes it more difficult.
Put on brown shoes today, and search for a hair brush, It is the same as on other days, just the details are different. Upon leaving the house five minutes earlier than usual, a surprised cyclist passes with an astonished expression on her face.
And under the town gates there are four ducks and about ten pigeons, about their business, looking for food. There is no Dolores at the bus stop today, and after having checked the change for the bus driver continue to read that J Barth book on the goat boy , a strange surrealist account of a university, a microcosms of symbols pertaining to events and morals on a world scale. American symbollicks. The same bus driver as yesterday takes in the name amount of money..
There are two Japanese women on the hedge holding mobile 'phones up, taking  pictures of water flowing under the bridge.
Wishing the world a good morning.
The Yorma's girl Anastasia wordless today, sees wildo', takes his money stamps his card, and produces coffee. Put the lid on this at the special lid-putting-on place, and go to the coffee room.. 'H et m are talking, 'Hedgehog  looks very serious indeed. News of women’s soccer on television... Time passes, it is now six in the morning. The tunnel under the platforms is endlessly long, tiled. People in the distance coming from the other side of the tracks, from the other side of town. Numbered exits to both sides for the platforms, take number six. Like every day
The mosaic maker dressed in conservative clothes, no respect of the summer, her workman trousers, her hoody. hoodie and her bag with the button pins on it.
- Good morning, a tired grin.

It is Wednesday, the middle of the week. 

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