9.1-20/5
Wake, silence the clock, listen to the cats noises. It is playing hunters again, pouncing on the bed with outstretched legs, attacking human hands that dare move.
get up, and go to the bathroom: 'It is a grey day, a cool day. Wash, and search for a fresh shirt. Brush the hair, all unruly today. One bell. The cat is going completely wild. But it is young yet, it will calm down in time, Maybe in a few years, who knows. Two bells, and wander off down the cobbled alley, the first stage on the way to work. It is a grey day, occluded,. cooler. Pleasantly no.
Through the town, down towards the river. Through the gate.- The diner women 'are wearing their blue jeans today, on account of the cold.. The bus driver takes the money and produces a paper ticket for a short journey.
The railway station has more people around it than usual, there are many outside smoking cigarettes. Anastasia has a short temper today, but still, item! silence is golden, and she provides a coffee without a word.
The doors to the standing-room cafe are locked, for no particular visible reason. Customers need to squeeze past the counter, past all the other customers dressing their drinks with the various lacings available. Lacings, the sugar, milk, various syrups. Starring them to a homogenous mixture, then squeezing a plastic lid on top.
Hedgehog is chatting to the brown-haired woman, and that is all today.
Leave for the platform, ’there enjoy the mornings freshness - in the air. The train is delayed for five minutes, finish the coffee on the platform, then throw away the paper cup, plastic lid and all.
And there come the mosaic maker, she is tired, but rtvt she graces the present company with a polite smile. She is wearing her winter hooded long-sleeved shirt, her working attire.
The train leaves
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