Monday, 25 April 2016

It is colder today.

bad sensation, this is not a good morning. It is cold, compared to the last days.
Shower, first too hot and then to cold. Hard to adjust.
Find the clothing, forget to take the pill that the doctor had ordered

Let Miriam the cat in.

It is a strange day, and upon leaving the flat hear the rain pattering, splattering, on the roof.
Go back, return, change the shoes for the more solid waterproof ones, and leave for the street.
The road workers have dug their holes so wide now that there is hardly space for pedestrians.
Stand aside to let a woman pass who is heading the other way.
The workers have left strange marks and heiroglyphs on the ground, they used spray cans to do this with.
The markings are in white, and they really shine out from their background of dark rain-wetted stone.
The bus stop, datores, the bus driver.
It is all distant today, the friendly greeting from the smoker at the station
These things are the same as every day, but somehow more distant.
They have the appearance at having been filtered.
Sounds are different too.
The cafe is more efficient today, people seem to be learning.
There is a tall man in the corner, with long smooth platinum blond hair, taking care of his dachshund.
The man is wearing a headland over his forehead, like a north american indian.
As the Train leaves the station, see that the countryside is covered in frost, a local white powdering all over the landscape, like powdered sugar on confectionery.

It is colder today.

No comments: