Wake in the dark, the time has been destroyed again, the early light has gone for some weeks more, fumble. The clothing, lying out from the last evening, all there.
Bathroom, wash.
Find the car keys, pick up the plans for work
Hear the cat, it is locked in somewhere.
In a hurry now, take the stairs.
Street lights, bright and dry outside, street lights light the way up by the police station, around the bend, onward to the place where the car is kept.
drive through the dark streets. turn left then right and then left into the tunnel.
Through the tunnel under the hill with the castle on it's crown.
Leave the town, drift through the countryside in the dark
all the way to work
half an hour
No time to write.
Half an hour's driving instead.
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