13 okt 2016
This morning, both alarm clocks, the telephone and the beeping radio both. One is sufficient, but it had been forgotten to turn off one of the two the night before. The cat is there, she want's attention. Scratch her head, she likes that.
Shower, as soon as the bathroom is free.
The cat purrs happily, she wants more attention. And then, about to leave for the street, check the mirror. These are the wrong trousers!
Hurry now, change them. Tehe yesterday's ones will do.
Change, and then leave- minutes late:
It is foggy today, the air rising from the river's water is damp, and condenses to a smoke-like fog on the water.
See dolores ahead, pass under the arch at the town gate.
Later, wish here a good morning. and wait three minutes for the bus. On board the bus There is a woman putting on her makeup on the back seats of the bus, all her equipment in a box beside her. Pads, and colours and brushes. Fascinating . Look away. do not stare.
The smoker is at his place before the station, pigtail and rucksack, clouds of smoke mingling with the fog, all the lighting making the fog glow in cone shapes.
There is a throng at the cafe in the station, coffee, cigarettes and sandwiches. Two girls working, one looks up, recognition, she says, "oh, large coffee . 'grosser kaffi: That is it, for now.
The television shows pictures of soldiers demonstrating their weaponry, and the news ticker tells the news of a suicide in a jail, a young terrorist hung himself in a prison cell. So drink coffee, write these notes., and wait for the train to arrive,
On board the train-dim yellow-green light from the fluorescent tubes, yellow digital notices on the bulkheads between the carriages. illumated platforms outside, dimly lit.
Winter commuting, dim and depressing, sleeping passengers, squeaking mechanical parts on the train.
and at Freising, an announcement, "leave on the right, please", and general movement as people get up, to leave this train and to leave this carriage.
going to work on a thursday
This morning, both alarm clocks, the telephone and the beeping radio both. One is sufficient, but it had been forgotten to turn off one of the two the night before. The cat is there, she want's attention. Scratch her head, she likes that.
Shower, as soon as the bathroom is free.
The cat purrs happily, she wants more attention. And then, about to leave for the street, check the mirror. These are the wrong trousers!
Hurry now, change them. Tehe yesterday's ones will do.
Change, and then leave- minutes late:
It is foggy today, the air rising from the river's water is damp, and condenses to a smoke-like fog on the water.
See dolores ahead, pass under the arch at the town gate.
Later, wish here a good morning. and wait three minutes for the bus. On board the bus There is a woman putting on her makeup on the back seats of the bus, all her equipment in a box beside her. Pads, and colours and brushes. Fascinating . Look away. do not stare.
The smoker is at his place before the station, pigtail and rucksack, clouds of smoke mingling with the fog, all the lighting making the fog glow in cone shapes.
There is a throng at the cafe in the station, coffee, cigarettes and sandwiches. Two girls working, one looks up, recognition, she says, "oh, large coffee . 'grosser kaffi: That is it, for now.
The television shows pictures of soldiers demonstrating their weaponry, and the news ticker tells the news of a suicide in a jail, a young terrorist hung himself in a prison cell. So drink coffee, write these notes., and wait for the train to arrive,
On board the train-dim yellow-green light from the fluorescent tubes, yellow digital notices on the bulkheads between the carriages. illumated platforms outside, dimly lit.
Winter commuting, dim and depressing, sleeping passengers, squeaking mechanical parts on the train.
and at Freising, an announcement, "leave on the right, please", and general movement as people get up, to leave this train and to leave this carriage.
going to work on a thursday
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