Tuesday, 27 December 2016

a year away


Dec 27,2016
get up, go to the bathroom, and return to him off the clamour of the alarm clock. Put on the clothing for the day.
The cat is sitting on the led, purring.
Decide to wear the same trousers today as yesterday. go downstairs, check the position of the bicycles, there seems one hissing. Maybe it is the tenant's bicycle., yes it is. She must have collected it yesterday...
The street is cold, the air chilly. The remaining christmas market stalls in front of the clothing shop are forlorn now. in
- their Christmas decorations. Christmas is a year away now.
There is a group of men at the town gate, they are waiting to be collected. They are all dressed in soiled working clothes.
A man is down by the wall by alongside the river feeding the ducks. They are flocking about, on the wall, waddling over the ground in the greatest of duck excitement.
The first aircraft have already passed on their way to Munich airport, the sound of their engines can be heard through the fog. It is only light fog, but enough to hide an airliner from view.
The bus arrives, and so board it, alone. The driver makes things complicated with the change., but he has time. There is no traffic on the rads, there are three passengers on the bus. He is ahead of schedule....
The cafe is appallingly slow today, the Italian girls are busy trying to organise their customers into a queu today, there are only two people working there today. This is holiday time.!
The train is empty, and this is how the day begins.

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