Rain outside the open window, the sound of clocks, the grumbling from rainwater in pipes.
No cars, no rumbles, the carousing pedestrians are all in bed now, yeterday evenings saturday night out has ended with first light on Sunday morning.
The son's alarm clock has sounded, but he has gone back to bed. Good intentions, but that is that.
Get up, cut a slice of bread, butter.
It is a quarter past eight, and all are asleep. The cat has taken a walk through the sitting room, rubbed her back on all available legs, furniture and human, and has gone again.
It is raining still, perhaps there will be no walk today.
But now, make coffee, then another slice of bread.
The coffee made, black brew in a white cup.
And still there is silence
But the rain is less severe now, changing to a drizzle
Thats it.
No cars, no rumbles, the carousing pedestrians are all in bed now, yeterday evenings saturday night out has ended with first light on Sunday morning.
The son's alarm clock has sounded, but he has gone back to bed. Good intentions, but that is that.
Get up, cut a slice of bread, butter.
It is a quarter past eight, and all are asleep. The cat has taken a walk through the sitting room, rubbed her back on all available legs, furniture and human, and has gone again.
It is raining still, perhaps there will be no walk today.
But now, make coffee, then another slice of bread.
The coffee made, black brew in a white cup.
And still there is silence
But the rain is less severe now, changing to a drizzle
Thats it.
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