8.7.15
Wake all hot, listen to a thunderstorm outside. It rains hard for a while, noisily. The breathing mask is removed, it chokes and is uncomfortable.
The cat is playful today, rushing about the flat in excitement...
There is discomfort in this hot and "humid weather, the skin seems to be undryable after the shower. Everything is damp, drawing moisture from the air.
In the bathroom, hear one bell. It is now a quarter past. Search for clothing, the cat is still full of frisks.
At the sound of the two bells, leave the house, walk down the alley, pause at the house that is being rebuilt. to admire the now visible brick work. They have removed all of the plaster, now the arches of the old windows are visible. That house has been extensively modified over the years.
Walk on through the sleeping town, past the philatelists shop and the kitchen hardware shop. The perfumerie on the other side of the road has large pictures of young people in it's windows as a representation of the users of the perfumes.
There is a bus already at the stop, it is the one with the number four.
Wait alone, the shop people and the office people pass, with a short greeting, as known to me. -
At the station a man runs in, forcing his way ahead. He is a buss driver, andhe wants a quick paper cup of coffee before returning to his waiting bus.
The man with the pigtail is absent today, and Anastasia has the coffee ready before even being asked.
Clever young lady, with her sooty eyelashes.
Lepidopterous
Hedgehog is at his table, talking.
The mosaic maker walks along the railway platform later, looking much the worse for wear, deeply unhappy.
So-The day begins
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