27th of October, 2015
Brush teeth as the shower warms, wash the hair, and spray the soap off. Leave the shower head back on its' support, and arrange the chrome-scaled tubing between all of the piping and the shower taps and controls. A silver snake.
The towel in the bathroom is damp, go out and get a fresh dry one.
And back in the bedroom find the trousers and the shirt, the socks and the underpants. The cat is attentive, rubbing its head against legs, and letting it's head be scratched.
She wants food, go to the kitchen and spoon out some onto her plate. She is, after all, a growing cat.
Out in the alley. There is a woman with a furlined hood on her jacket striding down the road with that typical sound of heels on the alleyway cobbles. Clam clack clack. She passes, heading away from the church.
On passing through the town gate a SUV-driver approaches in his Mercedes vehicle. He has to slow down and avoid the sole pedestrian.
Serves him right.
Alone at the bus stop, alone in the street in lamp lit darkness, wait for the bus. Watch all the cars passing, until the led timetable sign shows the flashing small bus picture. These signposts can sense" the position of the bus somehow. and are reliable at this time of day. They are practical, especially when it is too dark to read a printed Timetable. There are paper timetables in small display units attached a to the bus stop. They are useless in the dark.
Yorma´s cafe, the welcoming glance from Anastasia, she has the drink ready before it is ordered. Never a wasted word.
She and her colleagues are all in the best of humours today.
Order a second paper mug of coffee today, ready to go, ready to descend the stairs to the tunnel. Take a picture, take two.
The train is late,. there are people standing all over the platform.
The train comes in.
They all start to chase it down the platform, as if they were going to need to jump onto the moving train. A crush at the doors, all the alpha men and women, all needing to be first, all in deepest fear of being left out, There are seats for all.
The heating in the dining car does not work, but so what. It is not that cold, and the air is fresh and tastes clean.
Speeding through the lightening landscape, the train trying to make up for lost time.
On the 27th of the tenth month two thousand and fifteen at six forty nine in the morning according to the light emitting diode signage inside the train.
The traffic on the road parallel to the tracks is increasing with the minute, all those people who need to be at work for seven, or seven thirty.
It will be another hour, what with waiting, and bus journeys, diversions due to road repairs and whatnotever before work is reached today.
That Upon reaching F rising the train fills up again. Trampling people with angry faces. It will be a short time before the first start to complain of the cold..
A young man sits down opposite with a fall continental breakfast. Paper cups of musli and coffee, with rolls and jam and butter.
Courtesy of Yorrma's; in Freising •
Yorma's is a chain, like Macdonalds... Just smaller, and no hamburger's.
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