Friday, 21 August 2015

free fri frum day

is it not strange to awaken as one wills and wants, letting the day take the strain of living and not trying to squeeze more out of a resistant system? Bells at six, check that all is in order, just go back to sleep. Is normality just resting or would normality be the daily rush to be on time for the bus and the train, to get to work. Three hours spent on public transportation.

Get up at seven forty five, tooraloo. The little cat, all afluster all in a tizzy all excited, calling for breakfast, purr, maou, rihap?
Cat noises in need of a new alphabet for their adequate description, phonetically. Anything else, anything non-phonetic, would require a good understanding of these instinctive cat sounds.
Pet her, Purr.
Make up the coffee machine, to prepare for the day. cut slices of bread in an attempt to get  a breakfast together, and butter and cheese.
That works.
Sit down to type, type the above and the below.
Examine the old camera, a beautiful construction, german engineering of the sixties, contax.
It all works, it all works perfectly.
The advances in optics are not so great as to make a major difference to todays cameras. Disregarding the electronic sensor.
Of course.

Due to computers there are more people writing and reading than there used to be.
short frenetic notes.
Writing in itself has not improved.

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