Wednesday, second week of the third year

15 July 20 is

Lie awake, behind the apnea mask, snorting air in Through the nose.

One bell outside. Lie awake, ponder on things in general, notice that it is brightening up aroutside. Forty two or so degrees northern latitude. And only light cloud.

Two bells, half past four. Take off the mask, turn off the machine, Five and three quarter hours is written on the display. go to the bathroom. Three bells , still lying in bed. A strange sound outside, a growl, or a howl, or a chain saw in the distance. get up to look, and to search for a possible cause. It could be a cat. It could be the kitten. Down the stairs, search. And nothing, so return upstairs. The cat is on the bed, alert, not purring as usual. The kitten may have heard it too.

Four bells,outside, the alarm dock sounds inside. go for a shower, and a shave with that electrical Rasor, that seems to do nothing but worry the facial hair a bit.

Snd after putting on the clothing there is five minutes time to sit at the table and think. The kitten climbs up the trousers leg to sit on the lap.

Five minutes peace.

Out into the street, the new lock clicks to automatically.There are yellow waste bags beside all of the entrances to the buildings, sometimes more, as with the restaurant, and sometimes none, as in the house being rebuilt.

There are about five pigeons picking about there amongst the cobblestones.

City employees in orange overalls are moving about rapidly in the deserted streets, with orange vehicles. They are busy, and claim right of the road, accepting no interference from mere pedestrians,

Fifty yards behind the city gate a woman extinguishes her cigarette by dropping it on the pavement and then treading on it.

She realises that she is not alone, and bends over to pick up the butt and throw it into a nearby waste basket. She is early, Wildo is late, and there is the bas stop, visible through the city gate.

The waterwheels are still there, in the middle of the river. They are kinetic art, made of styrofoam.

An elderly couple in the bus-on their way to the railway station elect to stand in the empty bus rather than to sit about on one of the seats. The woman says she wants to stand, and the man is too much of a gentleman to sit down anyway.

At the station the pigtailed man smokes his cigarette, chatting with friend," Gov Hogan.,, gu Imogen"

The door is utterly broken, and sealed. As is written on the notice affixed thereon.

Well, just use the other door.

Yorma's, just put the money on the counter.

Anastasia brings the coffee. She nay ‚'Magent". Mogen" is the reply.

That's it.
Coffee acquired.

Hedgehog, Moustachio, chat with the dark haired bloke behind the counter operating the roll buttering machine.

A squelching sound emanates from the machine every few seconds.