Wedizth July

Wedizth July

Rain outside, a downpour. The noise of the drops

clattering against the leaves of the plants in the yard,

splashing on the concrete, gurgling in their ultimate drain.

A nice sound, a pleasant noise.

.

and an hour later, the shower, shaving, and The search

for socks.

It is darker in the room today, the sky is occluded..

Take the little umbrella, leave the house behind. It is not

-raining nearly as hard as it was earlier.

In the middle of the night.

say hello to Dolores in the bus shelter, look at the

river. It is not swollen yet, but it is flowing very fast.

Maybe the floodgates have been opened.

The rain was expected.

Teacher arrives, wearing a wide rimmed hat. That is

practical.

He is a man who dresses carefully.

There is an unusually large crowd of people at the

railway cafe, the air is damp and the machinery is not functioning as it should be, titter, foamy milk everywhere. But the man with the

bald shaven head comes out of the kitchen to help, and-

all is well.

The television has its sound on Today,-that is most distracting. They are showing a reality-tv show whom police work; All silly and salacious details, all about night life, complaints, alcohol and drug abuse, and commercial sex.

All of thic distructs, it is silly, and it would he

better if the television were off.

The train is late at platform number six, and

the day is grey and dull dim.

And on the platform at Hcosburg, there is a crowd of people wearing rain clothes, ugly, damp, bedraggled. grey on a grey platform, under a grey sky.

The air in the carriage is damp, damp from all the

wet people.

and the landscape outside is damp and steamy too.