8may, dismay.
It is silent outside, but for the bells, the bells of Saint Martins, Saint Jodoks, others in the distance.
Eight in the morning.
Late.
There is the sound of an electronic game now, the son is playing his games.
The cat is exploring, she is out and about, of course, already, exploring the property, doing cat things, occasionally complaining.
All the muscles hurt, sore after a day of guiding a concrete cutter two days ago. Backache, legs and arm muscles all greet the day, a warning not to move too much, every movement a pain.
And that machine was supposed to have been easy and light.
The day is splendid, almost utterly silent.
Unusually quiet tinnitus today
And it is bright outside
claro.
and the son starts to lay the breakfast table
A cake for Sunday.
It is silent outside, but for the bells, the bells of Saint Martins, Saint Jodoks, others in the distance.
Eight in the morning.
Late.
There is the sound of an electronic game now, the son is playing his games.
The cat is exploring, she is out and about, of course, already, exploring the property, doing cat things, occasionally complaining.
All the muscles hurt, sore after a day of guiding a concrete cutter two days ago. Backache, legs and arm muscles all greet the day, a warning not to move too much, every movement a pain.
And that machine was supposed to have been easy and light.
The day is splendid, almost utterly silent.
Unusually quiet tinnitus today
And it is bright outside
claro.
and the son starts to lay the breakfast table
A cake for Sunday.
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