Experimental sleep, no mask, noapparatus. And sleep with that mask is better, despite the noise and the hissing.No rest for the wicked, the morning's alarm puts an end to that. Sit up, take the night clothes off, and go on into the bathroom, turn the shower on.
An awakening shower, it is pet not just a matter of hygiene. Find clothes to wear for the day in the nooks of the wardrobe. Check the bag, cannot find the wallet Search, and find it. Black wallet on a black box on the bedside 'dumb waiter.
leave the house, another neighbour has started major construction work on his house. There is a skip on the pavement, and a long segmented tube for rubble from the top floor. In an old town renovation work never stops.
The same car speeds through the pedestrian zone as an monday tuesday and wednesday, and the bus stop is deserted, but for empty cigarette pact- ages and fast food containers.
And the bas driver gets his money, gives his ticket.The short journey on the bus is uneventful, familiar faces on unknown people,
At the railway station a man wandering about talking loudly to the pavement, a man with a haystack hairdo, matted, and slurred voice. He is staggering about between the bicycles, then he falls down.
'He has started his day badly.
Anastasia makes a cup of coffee, after serving a breathless pushy woman who seems entirely full of her own hurry, her own self importance. Here, in the waiting room, hedgehog with his newspapers.
The railway platform, dawn to the east, along the tracks, behind the bridge.- First early dawn, and a single bright star. Maybe that is Venus. Who knows.
There is the usual rush to board when the train comes in, it is like a children party game with chairs, all sit down when the music stops.
stand back, stay comfortable, let the others he first, let them have their fun..
The howl of the train, the hiss of the tinnitus, the rumble of the wheels. Sounds that should be described, not rust named.
The sky through the carriage window is now a pale pale blue in the east, a few-fluffy clouds as the train just grinds to a halt. What is a fluffed pillow?
The train's conductor makes an announcement, unintelligible over the loudspeakers. A computer would say 'system error'.
The young woman opposite, sleeping. Opens her eyes wide, stares about in panic for a second, and -Then goes back to sleep again.
Bright Blue, her eyes, when they are open.
'Her jacket, a windbreaker, is magenta and her fingernails, faked, extended, deep red...
- A clash of colour.
And the small clouds up in the sky to the east have turned pink. A pleasant contrast to The pale blue sky. Colours like a childs nursery.
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