20 June 2017
The cat wants attention today, purring,rubbing it's head.. No, rubbing her head on legs, chair legs, human legs, rolling on her back,playing. The cat has one of her friendly days 'it is six thirty, leave for the alley. The bin in front of the door, it has not been collect yet. Turn it around so that the gray plastic handle faces the street. To make it easier for the bin men to take hold of. A young woman approaches, shorts and shirt, it will a very hot day today. Look away so as not to rudely stare. She picks her way through the bicycle stands at Grimms shop. She probably is a policewoman, their shift changes at around this time. Look up,her eyes look straight into the writers heart, both look down, good morgen mumbles, and go on
And then, a woman cones out from the Arcades, where all the shops are, all closed at this time. She is meaning a red jacket and has two tiny black poodles on a lead.
The new bakery at the town gate is waiting for customers. It is an open-to-the street place. There are now so many bakeries in the town.
Dolores is at the bus stop, it is one of those days on which she does not return the greeting. she looks dismayed,thoughtful today. It is hard to say how old she is, sixty, seventy, it is all a guess.
The new cafe arrangement does not work well yet, it has been made more stark, more clean-looking. The television set in the waiting room has gone.. Take the coffee to the platform, just as the Rosenheim train comes in and down the stairs,down the passage, up the stairs, and out onto the sunlit platform just as the train to Munich comes in.
Get on the train, find a seat. Find a seat, sit down and start to take these notes.
Absently pick up the coffee mug, it slips.The cat wants attention today, purring,rubbing it's head.. No, rubbing her head on legs, chair legs, human legs, rolling on her back,playing. The cat has one of her friendly days 'it is six thirty, leave for the alley. The bin in front of the door, it has not been collect yet. Turn it around so that the gray plastic handle faces the street. To make it easier for the bin men to take hold of. A young woman approaches, shorts and shirt, it will a very hot day today. Look away so as not to rudely stare. She picks her way through the bicycle stands at Grimms shop. She probably is a policewoman, their shift changes at around this time. Look up,her eyes look straight into the writers heart, both look down, good morgen mumbles, and go on
And then, a woman cones out from the Arcades, where all the shops are, all closed at this time. She is meaning a red jacket and has two tiny black poodles on a lead.
The new bakery at the town gate is waiting for customers. It is an open-to-the street place. There are now so many bakeries in the town.
Dolores is at the bus stop, it is one of those days on which she does not return the greeting. she looks dismayed,thoughtful today. It is hard to say how old she is, sixty, seventy, it is all a guess.
The new cafe arrangement does not work well yet, it has been made more stark, more clean-looking. The television set in the waiting room has gone.. Take the coffee to the platform, just as the Rosenheim train comes in and down the stairs,down the passage, up the stairs, and out onto the sunlit platform just as the train to Munich comes in.
Get on the train, find a seat. Find a seat, sit down and start to take these notes.
grip harder,
it bursts.
All over the table, the left sleeve of the shirt.
The spray goes over to the side of the carriage. There is no-one sitting there, which is good.
The young woman sitting opposite looks startled, and reaches in behind the waste bin at the window end of the table to get the detached lid, she reaches this over,. Then she continues to read her book. Clean up the mess with a tissue. This day has not started well.
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