Saturday, 24 June 2017

weak end

sticky night, hot and moist, the atmosphere is summery, ready to be sliced, fatias, and put away.
Take a shower to wash of the feeling of living in some terrarium.

It is early, six in the morning, few are awake outside, the family asleep inside the flat in the old house.

The cat is excited, there is potential for feeding here. Cat food. Rations for cats. Two blobs on the plate from the tin kept in the refrigerator.


Put on the coffee machine.
The morning is cooler than yesterday.
And there : It is only six in the morning, on this Saturday.

Hear voices in the street outside, look down from the window into the street. The young woman with the top knot is just passing, sports clothes on, in the company of young man wearing a tee shirt and red shorts. They go to the end of the street, turn left. They are heading away from the police station. Now there are enough other offices in that direction too, but which ones are up so early?


Never mind.
The coffee is made, these notes are done. There will be no more now, the son is up, he so badly wants to be up early, but appears to be a natural born late riser.

And in the past half hour the temperature has cooled noticeably.


cool

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