Monday, 15 June 2015

day one week forty-seven 2015

13.June.2015
Rain outside, heavy rain rushing against the roofs and the concrete of the town. There is thunder too. The light in the window a dull grey from the heavily overcast sky.
And loud thunder.
Look at the clock, and see that there is half an hour more to sleep. Listen to the rain, a relaxing round, not at all unpleasant. Sleep.
The alarm, and disconnect the pipes.  pressure here. Get up, go to the bathroom, brush the teeth, and use the electric shaver.
After the objects for the day have been gathered and put in their bag, and a raincoat has been found.
Hear the two bells, and out into the rain, down the alley. The rushing and dripping of the heavy rain is everywhere,a very-damp Dolores at the bus stop says good morning, and, a short while later, a very grumpy bus driver wishes good morning Ea.
The smokers at the station are all under the porch there, sheltering from the downpour. Get coffee, Anastasia is training-a new colleague in her serving work. She has dark hair, aid she has problems with the electronic till. But the two of them manage. Hedgehog is there, talking away to Moustachio and others, 'let us assume that his holidays have ended.
Take off the coat, and drink..
a full train, there are not many seats.. It takes es through a sodden landscape, areas of open water in the fields, there may well be serious flooding soon,

But as the train nears Freising, the weather seems to ease, and the clouds thin. There is hope for the day .

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