wendesnay, third week of the third year

22.7. 20/5

It is too hot to sleep, just dose. At five, wash and shower. The air is no humid things will not dry. The skin produces more water than the towel will soak up.

The cat is awake, and chasing a moth with keen intent. But the moth is far too high.

gather all  the things and leave the house, Ooutna the door notice that the keys are not in the bag. Ring the doorbell, awaken the wife.

Find the hey. Return to the street, and just make the bus on time.

The bus has videos of cartoon characters running on all of its T.FI screens.

The station-Decorated by a small group of lightly-attired women, and the pigtailed man, hat in hand, smoking.

Good Morning. Yorma's cafe has all of it’s glass doors seperating the cafe from the stations hallway closed. Because of the air conditioning, they say. Which air conditioning?What air conditioning? It is hot and stuffy, and there is no Anastasia. Therefore it is hot, stuffy, and slow. Air conditioning is a fairy tale.

Hedgehog and Moustachio, talking."

leave that stuffy cafe, and gain the platform just as the train arrives..

The year is moving on, the sun is not as high as it was last week....

In ten minutes we shall reach Moosburg...

and this is the last workday this week.

off to Ireland tomorrow.

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