Friday, 15 January 2016

"alarm sounds fifteen"

Alarm sounds fifteen minutes after attaining consciousness. conscious of the surroundings, the darkness. get out of bed, sort the days clothing, and go to the B-room, the room with the orchid in the corner. Shower, wash the hair, brush the teeth and shave. Fifteen minutes and then back to the bedroom, put on the clothes, pat the pet cat onthe head. The glasses need to be searched for today, when found, leave the house, leave the cat, it is complaining, it wants food. The snowstorm that had been forecast for this day has just commenced, large soggy flakes cohering to the cobbles of the alleyway. It is wet and slippery, it is just that little lit to warm. The Friday market is being set up, the stall owners are, however, subdued. There will be less custom today if this snow continues to fall. Dolores at the bus stop, leopardskin bag in hand, sitting in the bus shelter. "good morning", Dolores, women of dolorous appear­ance. She smiles, maybe not sad at all-
Bus driver and friend are chatting, and telling each other jokes to start the day with.. By the time the bus reaches its station, the snow has died down to a sort of frozen drizzle. Cross the streetlamp-dimly lit forecourt of the railway station and enter the brightly lit freshly cleaned station hallway. There are mats behind the door to dry the water of the soles of the shoes .
Anastasia is there, makes a large coffee and asks whether this will always be required in future. For future reference only. The large paper cup of coffee usually lasts all the way to Freising, which is nice. Stand at the table, opposite Hedetog and Moustachio!, seconds later the first words "alarm sounds fifteen" are already in the notebook, and the first sip taken from the green lidded coffee mug. At six it is time to leave for the train, it is time to use that dark tunnel under the tracks, time to climb the stairs up to platform No. 6, and it is the time to find a seat in the waiting carriage, time for writing this account, and then the message comes that, due to a storm warning, the Passau part of the train will be delayed for some time. So the train remains in the station,-for a total of six minutes, waiting for its second half . A short delay, considering the chaos now probably taking place on the motorway. and the peace in the train.

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