It is early and dark, it is six in the morning. Go to the bathroom, take the things soaking in the sink out of the sink, brush the teeth. Need to clean the bathroom later.
Go back to the bedroom.
No work today.
Yellow tee shirt, blue hoodie (warm), black cord trousers, the son's alarm sounds then, he is up, getting ready for his early walk.
Join him, go on an early morning walk together.
Walk down the old town street, a cobbled pedestrian zone. Walk and chat, watch people out early walking their dogs with plastic bag in hand. There is just dawn light, crepuscular, creepy. Walk down the side street, to the new town street. That is where the bank is, go and take some money from the machine. Make the machine give out ten Euro notes, they are easier to deal with when buying things.
And then walk back to the main street again, chatting. A most pleasant walk, down the side road, all those houses now done up, it is like a freshly painted movie set, an iced cake or a primitive painting.
Together, go up the main street again, look into the windows of the optician and the watchmaker. It is getting brighter.
The son explains his plans for a project involving computers. L isten, then lose the thread of his explanations. Computers and calculations, they will change again dramatically before he is of age.
And then into a cafe, one of the many on the street, but the first to open. It is a bakery too, part of a chain.
Sit and talk and listen. Sit, sip coffee and eat a pretzel. Sit, listen to the high pitched shout of the saleswoman. Sit, and listen to the neighbour comment that "Fire and Fury" sold out on it's first day.
Good on you there, Michael!
Go back to the bedroom.
No work today.
Yellow tee shirt, blue hoodie (warm), black cord trousers, the son's alarm sounds then, he is up, getting ready for his early walk.
Join him, go on an early morning walk together.
Walk down the old town street, a cobbled pedestrian zone. Walk and chat, watch people out early walking their dogs with plastic bag in hand. There is just dawn light, crepuscular, creepy. Walk down the side street, to the new town street. That is where the bank is, go and take some money from the machine. Make the machine give out ten Euro notes, they are easier to deal with when buying things.
And then walk back to the main street again, chatting. A most pleasant walk, down the side road, all those houses now done up, it is like a freshly painted movie set, an iced cake or a primitive painting.
Together, go up the main street again, look into the windows of the optician and the watchmaker. It is getting brighter.
The son explains his plans for a project involving computers. L isten, then lose the thread of his explanations. Computers and calculations, they will change again dramatically before he is of age.
And then into a cafe, one of the many on the street, but the first to open. It is a bakery too, part of a chain.
Sit and talk and listen. Sit, sip coffee and eat a pretzel. Sit, listen to the high pitched shout of the saleswoman. Sit, and listen to the neighbour comment that "Fire and Fury" sold out on it's first day.
Good on you there, Michael!
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