Impatience today with the mornings regular
things, the cat arrives, trotting happily to the
bed, holding it's head out for scratching. Maybe the cat believes humans like that, maybe the
human believes that the cat wants that.
Shave, brush the teeth, survey the small gap left by the filling that broke off yesterday. Find the clothing, put on the blue shirt, and with brushed hair and all, leave for the street.
It has been raining, the pavements are wet. The day is bright gray, the street lantern lights are still on, goldy's window display is featuring a summer outfit today. All of these second hand clothes!
Dolores at the bus stop, a spotted headscarf on today.
Tell out the money for the fare, put it into the pocket, look at the messages gathered on the mobile 'phone.. The day, the week, is starting, the process is beginning,the bus arrives. The passengers board one by me, Dolores , Teachmann go ahead. Pay the counted change taken from the pocket. And leave the bus at the station, up the stairs, through the main hallway into the now downsized converted cafe. It has become much smaller now, not as grand as it used to be. A large coffee, and on to the table in the waiting room. There is Hedgehog, chatting with a friend. She is a large woman with black tights on.
And just continue to write these notes, taking a pause to go to the platform and to board the waiting train, And on the journey, see that the rivers are swollen, trees have been washed onto the sand pits, are caught in the wiers. Maybe they are trees felled by beavers. Beaver is decimating the trees by the river. First the bark, and then the tree itself. And now the train has reached Mcosbaoy, and becomes crowded..
There is a strong smell of perfume and body lotion in the carriage now.
Shave, brush the teeth, survey the small gap left by the filling that broke off yesterday. Find the clothing, put on the blue shirt, and with brushed hair and all, leave for the street.
It has been raining, the pavements are wet. The day is bright gray, the street lantern lights are still on, goldy's window display is featuring a summer outfit today. All of these second hand clothes!
Dolores at the bus stop, a spotted headscarf on today.
Tell out the money for the fare, put it into the pocket, look at the messages gathered on the mobile 'phone.. The day, the week, is starting, the process is beginning,the bus arrives. The passengers board one by me, Dolores , Teachmann go ahead. Pay the counted change taken from the pocket. And leave the bus at the station, up the stairs, through the main hallway into the now downsized converted cafe. It has become much smaller now, not as grand as it used to be. A large coffee, and on to the table in the waiting room. There is Hedgehog, chatting with a friend. She is a large woman with black tights on.
And just continue to write these notes, taking a pause to go to the platform and to board the waiting train, And on the journey, see that the rivers are swollen, trees have been washed onto the sand pits, are caught in the wiers. Maybe they are trees felled by beavers. Beaver is decimating the trees by the river. First the bark, and then the tree itself. And now the train has reached Mcosbaoy, and becomes crowded..
There is a strong smell of perfume and body lotion in the carriage now.
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