no pressure day, saturday, quiet outside, holiday times.
The day is cool, the sky covered with clouds. There was a short rain in the night, not much. The leavings of a thunderstorm elsewhere in this current weather system.
Take of the mask, the mask that has ended those nightmares of choking and immobility, they have never returned.
Good riddance.
and off to the bathroom. decide to wash later, do this first.
Sitting at the table, piano and ironing board, door to the sons room opposite. The cat comes in and goes to the open window, settles there to admire the goings on in the street. Front paws almost in the air.
There are no sounds of workmen outside today, a few clattering noises in the distance, maybe the shutting of doors, the click of heels proceeding up the road, to silence.
A lazy day today,
at the sound of eight bells the cat leaves the window and strolls across the floor, leisurely, to the kitchen.
Follow, to make coffee.
find that there is none. The coffee has run out. There are no beans. Well then. Too bad.
Tinnitus hiss is there on the right, a thing not be got rid of, a thing to be ignored.
And sit on for a while, is it worthwhile to go to a shop to get coffee?
Look out of the window where the cat had been earlier. Listen to the neighbours little daughters opposite starting there early morning chat. Little children´s voices.
And then the martins´s bell sounded once.
Quarter past.
Time to get washed and to put on day clothes.
And meanwhile the clouds have receeded.
The day is cool, the sky covered with clouds. There was a short rain in the night, not much. The leavings of a thunderstorm elsewhere in this current weather system.
Take of the mask, the mask that has ended those nightmares of choking and immobility, they have never returned.
Good riddance.
and off to the bathroom. decide to wash later, do this first.
Sitting at the table, piano and ironing board, door to the sons room opposite. The cat comes in and goes to the open window, settles there to admire the goings on in the street. Front paws almost in the air.
There are no sounds of workmen outside today, a few clattering noises in the distance, maybe the shutting of doors, the click of heels proceeding up the road, to silence.
A lazy day today,
at the sound of eight bells the cat leaves the window and strolls across the floor, leisurely, to the kitchen.
Follow, to make coffee.
find that there is none. The coffee has run out. There are no beans. Well then. Too bad.
Tinnitus hiss is there on the right, a thing not be got rid of, a thing to be ignored.
And sit on for a while, is it worthwhile to go to a shop to get coffee?
Look out of the window where the cat had been earlier. Listen to the neighbours little daughters opposite starting there early morning chat. Little children´s voices.
And then the martins´s bell sounded once.
Quarter past.
Time to get washed and to put on day clothes.
And meanwhile the clouds have receeded.
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