8 February 2018
The way to the bathroom is over an enclosed balcony, and it ts icy cold today. Not really freezing yet, not sub-zero celsius, but cold when dressed only in pyjamas.
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The shower takes longer to be hot today too, but the water is just as hot as ever. Return to the bedroom, naked, as always, but after the warm shower the cold is no longer to be felt. Open all the drawers in the wardrobe, one by one, and take out the socks, the shorts, a fresh shirt. Put all of these things on, and stroke the cats head. She is up and about early today.
Go down the stairs and leave the building, take the snow shoal along. There is snow outside the building, this has to be removed. The stuff is heavy and slushy, it is thawing again despite that there is still snow falling. Clear the path in front of the house, spread a handful of salt so that ice does not form. Replace the snow shovel and return to the street, lock the door, and walk on to the bus stop. Go through the town, everything is covered in slush • Be first at the bus shelter, watch the bog cotton man arrive, "good morning", then Dolores, return her greeting. The teacher-like man turns up now, stamping the snow from his feet.
At the railway station, a good morning from the smoker, standing in the snow at the ash tray. He seems to have a better humour today than on most days. At the top of the steps at the station's main entrance, there is a row of old crushed paper coffee cups, and a few broken bottles and bent cans. People are more comfortable leaving their rubbish where they stand, rather than putting it into the nearby waste container. There is a large crowd at the counter today, the baldheaded man and the young woman with the big black-rimmed glasses are serving today. It takes a few minutes, then the crowd is gone.
Then the daily large black coffee is ready, paid for, and all; get a plastic lid, and go to the waiting room cafe. Say good morning to the hedgehog, in his blue overalls, and take a seat. All the stools are collapsing due to intensive use. Sit on a high metal stool with a wobbly wooden seat, and start to write these notes, notes that refer to the same things every day, things done by the sane set of people.
Because of the long wait at the cafe, late on the platform, the train has locked doors and is coupling to the waiting carrriages. As it does every day. Stand on the cold, wet, horrible railway platform waiting for the process to finish Then the doors open again, and it is possible to get on board, into the heated carriage.
A man, wearing only a t-shirt on his upper body, is shouting to his friends in the carriage . A man sure of his popularity, showing off. He is being most amusing.
Turn around, and hide from all this in the first part of the carriage.
And now the train reaches Freising, and people rush to leave the carriage again.
Being first is important
The way to the bathroom is over an enclosed balcony, and it ts icy cold today. Not really freezing yet, not sub-zero celsius, but cold when dressed only in pyjamas.
±
The shower takes longer to be hot today too, but the water is just as hot as ever. Return to the bedroom, naked, as always, but after the warm shower the cold is no longer to be felt. Open all the drawers in the wardrobe, one by one, and take out the socks, the shorts, a fresh shirt. Put all of these things on, and stroke the cats head. She is up and about early today.
Go down the stairs and leave the building, take the snow shoal along. There is snow outside the building, this has to be removed. The stuff is heavy and slushy, it is thawing again despite that there is still snow falling. Clear the path in front of the house, spread a handful of salt so that ice does not form. Replace the snow shovel and return to the street, lock the door, and walk on to the bus stop. Go through the town, everything is covered in slush • Be first at the bus shelter, watch the bog cotton man arrive, "good morning", then Dolores, return her greeting. The teacher-like man turns up now, stamping the snow from his feet.
At the railway station, a good morning from the smoker, standing in the snow at the ash tray. He seems to have a better humour today than on most days. At the top of the steps at the station's main entrance, there is a row of old crushed paper coffee cups, and a few broken bottles and bent cans. People are more comfortable leaving their rubbish where they stand, rather than putting it into the nearby waste container. There is a large crowd at the counter today, the baldheaded man and the young woman with the big black-rimmed glasses are serving today. It takes a few minutes, then the crowd is gone.
Then the daily large black coffee is ready, paid for, and all; get a plastic lid, and go to the waiting room cafe. Say good morning to the hedgehog, in his blue overalls, and take a seat. All the stools are collapsing due to intensive use. Sit on a high metal stool with a wobbly wooden seat, and start to write these notes, notes that refer to the same things every day, things done by the sane set of people.
Because of the long wait at the cafe, late on the platform, the train has locked doors and is coupling to the waiting carrriages. As it does every day. Stand on the cold, wet, horrible railway platform waiting for the process to finish Then the doors open again, and it is possible to get on board, into the heated carriage.
A man, wearing only a t-shirt on his upper body, is shouting to his friends in the carriage . A man sure of his popularity, showing off. He is being most amusing.
Turn around, and hide from all this in the first part of the carriage.
And now the train reaches Freising, and people rush to leave the carriage again.
Being first is important
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