Tuesday, 15 September 2015

working tuesday,roughly 2.140999316 yrs on

time is important, it is five, shower, teeth. Forget to shave. There is no cat today, I wonder where she is.
It is dark now , there is no light in the window except for the glow of reflected street lighting from the occluded sky.
Ruin a pair of socks. They have endured many cycles of wearing and washing, and are now done for, the shaft seperated from the sole on the left hand side.
Who would repair a sock?

Find the glasses and the wallet where they were left yesterday, put on a hoody, and leave the house. A bell rings, it is half past.
Passing Grimms kitchenware store, a man pushing a bicycle gives a greeting. And at the end of the theater street, at the bus stop, wait and watch the stream of headlights pass.,

Dolores approaches, waddling a bit, and sits on a park bench some distance away from the bus stop. A young woman approaches, celebrating all the beauty of her youthful figure in her clothing, cream leggings, pullover doubling as a very short skirt in grey, elegant shoulder handbag. Flat shoe sneakers.
A contrast to dolores, with her leopardskin print handbag, which becomes visible as she approaches the meanwhile arrivéd bus.
And let the ladies on first.

At the station, the pigtailed smoker still smoking his morning cigarette in the yellow square demarcating the area reserved for smokers, with an ashtray in its centre.
Alice at Yorma's station café, asks "Big or small?" Take the large coffee, it may last longer. Alice says"Alles?"

Hedgehog with flattened hair, reading his paper all alone.
And Alice is joined by Blondy, and both serve the meanwhile-accrued crowd of customers at the café's curved counter cum display cabinet.

Still, and all- This is what Wildo will see every weekday for the next while. Different casts same role different characters, always the same coffee.

And write it to the web for two years to recieve one (1) valid reply.
Thank you, Charles.

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