19 June 20/5
get up go to the bathroom.
The name every day, it is not the smallest details That count, but rather a general movement, adrift. 'But if the details are not present, Then chaos breaks out.They must all be at their usual places. anyway, when all the washing, and clothes searching is done, the glasses are missing..
Look everywhere, find nothing.
The spare glassed on the nose, leave for the Bus. The later bus today, the bus No. 2, the one that goes via the hospital, rather than just driving straight 'on to the railway Station.
still at the bus dolores debts passes by her way to nowhere, she wishes a cheerful "good morning".
Today is an unpleasant day, a tres fat one. It is friday, and no joy is visible for the coming weekend. at the station still arrive in time for the train, but not the time for coffee. No Yormas today.
The train leaves punctually, and the day is back on course for normality.
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