resfriado

29th of December 2016

Cough, the cold has caused a cold,, frio, resfriado. Shower, pleasant and warm, fresh socks and other clothing for the day.

Pack the little camera. who knows. A camera that needs manual focus.

The alley, bare, the lit shop, now bare, looking for tenants.
The shop is bare,, clean, brightly lit. Day and imght. There is no money to be made, not here.

There is a roar of engines from the main street, the one at the police station. Somebody is in a hurry.

And pass the now-closed discount bakery, the shop was closed because of the landlords greed.

The town gate behind, the bus stop ahead

At the bus stop, the old town behind, the cars rush by on the big road. Later on in the morning there will be traffic stoppages, despite the holiday season.

The station is quiet, empty. Compyritevely speaking.

A group of workmen approaches, soiled overalls. Maybe the same ones as yesterday. The coffee, a warm cup in the glaring fluorescent lights. The television is showing snippets of painful stupidities. The sound is off, but the show is called' science of stupid'.
Just so.

Leave for the train, the platform's number is six . That train sneaking in, coupling with the waiting train, opening the doors after that.

A few get out, a few get in.

get in, this is a carriage without tables. These notes were written in an orange book placed on a bag on the knees of the writer.

and the cough is worse, and now the train is rolling into Freising.