try sleep with a strained shoulder, one side, the other side, now the neck hurts, sleep is difficult.
Then, in the morning awakening is difficult.
Get up, shave and shower, all those bathroom deeds done.
The cat, walks by, cat like naturally, attention seeking, wants food - Perhaps and pat on the head is nice too.
Purr Purr Purrr, steadily, a noise a human cannot really imitate.
It is five thirty five, a car day again today.
It is raining today, unpack the blue collapsible
Take the little car out of it's parking spot, the shoulder makes reversing difficult, there is traffic speeding by.
Policemen and women on their way to and from work.
It is raining, a cyclist all covered in a white plastic overall approaches, she stays in the middle of the road, barely able to see in the pouring rain.
Stop, let her pass, she in her discomfort.
Take the car around the park in front of Saint Jodok's church, then down the little alley, through the tunnel.
In the tunnel, the windscreen on the car fogs up,
At the end of the tunnel there is a small orange vehicle on the slip lane to the left. A small orange vehicle with an orange flashing light on top, attended by men in bright orange overalls.
Tunnel maintenance.
Turn left, and off down the long straight road leading out of town, other drivers in a big hurry, daring overtakers.
No sense
The weather gets worse, the sky darker
It rains
The tyres make a hissing sound on the pavement.
The sound of spray, the sound of windshield wipers.
Then, in the morning awakening is difficult.
Get up, shave and shower, all those bathroom deeds done.
The cat, walks by, cat like naturally, attention seeking, wants food - Perhaps and pat on the head is nice too.
Purr Purr Purrr, steadily, a noise a human cannot really imitate.
It is five thirty five, a car day again today.
It is raining today, unpack the blue collapsible
Take the little car out of it's parking spot, the shoulder makes reversing difficult, there is traffic speeding by.
Policemen and women on their way to and from work.
It is raining, a cyclist all covered in a white plastic overall approaches, she stays in the middle of the road, barely able to see in the pouring rain.
Stop, let her pass, she in her discomfort.
Take the car around the park in front of Saint Jodok's church, then down the little alley, through the tunnel.
In the tunnel, the windscreen on the car fogs up,
At the end of the tunnel there is a small orange vehicle on the slip lane to the left. A small orange vehicle with an orange flashing light on top, attended by men in bright orange overalls.
Tunnel maintenance.
Turn left, and off down the long straight road leading out of town, other drivers in a big hurry, daring overtakers.
No sense
The weather gets worse, the sky darker
It rains
The tyres make a hissing sound on the pavement.
The sound of spray, the sound of windshield wipers.
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