please exit on the left

Fri Dec 23

Panic attack whilst awakening, no real reason. Fear of what? There is nothing. It is no later, no earlier, no different, no hotter, no colder than the day before.

Still-panic. 'A fear of being late. It is too early.

In reality

The school concert last night, two glasses of beer afterwards. A nice evening.

After washing, leave the house, leave the attentive cat. The street paving is wet and slippery.. A young couple singing it's

way home, the party did not end early for them...
The young man apologises. What for? Oh-so maybe they were not quite on key. Still, singing at five thirty in the morning.

There is a small gathering at the bus stop. Two woman 0ne quite young, one older, a man and young boy. All with baggage, suitcases. The whole group warders off into town, through the main gate, the man with the boy, the women together, one carrying the suitcase on a handle, the other dragging a trolley suitcase. They are in no hurry.

Teachemarm arrives at the bus stop., neatly dressed.

As always. The bus rounds the herd in the distance, and approaches slowly. There is a small garden tractor with a hopper full of salt behind the driver spreading salt on all u, the pavements. An orange warning light on the roof, the busy truck runs over all of the paths like some sort of insect.

There is a crowd at the railway station too, but service is fast. The bald leaded man and the one called at ice, who always says "Alice".

That's all.

Hedgehog smiles, good morning. He is at the table under the television, the television showing films of aircraft indents again. The news ticker reports on an operation by the police which apparently prevented a second Christmas market atrocity:

* small group of federal police board the train, all in their dark blue uniforms, all with serious expressions. There seems to be more police around than usual.

The train arrives at Freising, change for the s-Bahn. The local train. There is an unpleasant smell of unwashed clothing in the forward part at the carnage, it is hard to tell just what is the source. Strangely pungent, and really unpleasant

        The small train moves along, stopping at every station. There are only two stops, one at Pulling and one at Neufahm. And apart form a young woman chattering somewhere up the carriage, there is complete silence. Noises from the train, and then announcements ober de loudspeakers.

        "Next stop Neufahm, change here for Munich Airport, please exit on the left"