a big orange truck, a sweeping machine, slowly cleaning up the remains

19 Sept 2016

Hiss and whistle, really loud today.The noise from the telephone awakens, as it does every weak weekday. go to the bathroom, remember, showered last night before going to bed. No real need now, back to bed, wait for Martin's first bell.

DING

Find the clothing, in the drawers of the wardrobe, all in black Today. Look like a priest without a collar. Oh well.

See that the lashing from the trailer is still beside the door. Oh well.....

Down the damp alley, under a pitch black sky, on past the. renovated houses. There is a big orange truck, a sweeping machine, slowly cleaning up the remains of last Saturday and Sunday. All the festivities soaked in the rain..

At the bus stop the onetime bog cotton man waits. He has his hair all tied back neatly now, not waving about in the wind any more. He still smells strongly of cigarette smoke, that is a thing that probably will not change so much with the times. The teacherman turns up, dressed brightly. He and the bus both arrive at the same time, He gives the impression at having timed everything very carefully

At the station cafe, all is in a bustle, everyone hustling, ordering The order for a coffee goes through unspoken, the girl serving knows all her customers by now. She is the dark haired girl with the protruding eyes. There are so many more people here now than during the summer. The holiday season is over, the weather is getting colder.

Leave the cafe at the last minute, find the steps blocked by those coming from the Train. 

Finally On board the Train, see that there are hardly any seats left free now.

The trains are full in winter. The headache and the howl and hiss on the right hand side are louder today, are more blinding today. The doctor cannot say what is going on, but it is becoming a nuisance.

The train rushes over a landscape entirely dark now, spots of light showing houses, beams of tight showing cars and trucks otn the roads...

The people on the train are all sleeping, looking at Their telephones, or doing things with laptop computers.

Freising in the dark and the wet.