Friday, February 2, 2018
Awake to the sound of strumming again, awake. Feel older, unsteadier now. get up, go to the bathroom start the shower, prepare the shaving utensils. The warm water wakes, wash the hair, then shave at the wash hand basin.
Cat, the cat called Miriam, is friendly and attentive today. Butting her head for attention, rubbing her back on legs of furniture and human. Bend down and stroke the bony head, the purrs intensity for a short while.
Then, after the contents of the pockets have been checked for completeness, go down the stairs, past the piles of insulating material bought by the wife, and out into the cold and dry street. The cat remains on the stairs, watching. A watch cat.
The streets are dry, but for a puddle in front of the church, a still and black solitary puddle, reflecting the church's brickwork in its glassy surface.
Hurry down the street to the town gate. Some yards further on past the arch, hear the sound of the ducks, and there they are, all being fed by one man, standing under the shelter at the weather station, surrounded by a flock of ducks. He throwing handfulls of bread, all the while calling the animals. He is like a farmer feeding his chickens, and that at five thirty in the morning. Maybe the man was a farmer of fowl in the past, and just cannot get out of the habit.
Then the bus stop, just a few yards farther on. Dolores is just getting. up from her seat in the shelter, wish her good morning, then look down the main road. There, the bus is visible in the distance, approaching, looking like a box on wheels.
Good morning to the hog cotton man as well, and then the bus has arrived. One Euro and twenty cents for the short journey, pay the driver, find a seat, and doze for five minutes. At the railway station, the man with the pigtail and the rucksack has just arrived he is getting out his cigarettes. Wish him a good morning . Then the Hedgehog appears before the station, say "goo Meng' in return to his greeing.
Inside, there is the cafeteria girl, she makes a coffee without being asked. The discount card is full today get a new one, there is no need to pay today.
Listen to the building workers exchange comments, cheerful and communicative as always. Their clothing is working clothing, filthy with mortar, mud and paint.
The steps down to the subterranean passage are steeper today, stay the edge, ready to grab for the hand rail if necessary. The knees are a tiny bit sore and feel unstable, maybe sleep was too long. Maybe it is age, or maybe just tired.at
Maybe, or may he
not
Awake to the sound of strumming again, awake. Feel older, unsteadier now. get up, go to the bathroom start the shower, prepare the shaving utensils. The warm water wakes, wash the hair, then shave at the wash hand basin.
Cat, the cat called Miriam, is friendly and attentive today. Butting her head for attention, rubbing her back on legs of furniture and human. Bend down and stroke the bony head, the purrs intensity for a short while.
Then, after the contents of the pockets have been checked for completeness, go down the stairs, past the piles of insulating material bought by the wife, and out into the cold and dry street. The cat remains on the stairs, watching. A watch cat.
The streets are dry, but for a puddle in front of the church, a still and black solitary puddle, reflecting the church's brickwork in its glassy surface.
Hurry down the street to the town gate. Some yards further on past the arch, hear the sound of the ducks, and there they are, all being fed by one man, standing under the shelter at the weather station, surrounded by a flock of ducks. He throwing handfulls of bread, all the while calling the animals. He is like a farmer feeding his chickens, and that at five thirty in the morning. Maybe the man was a farmer of fowl in the past, and just cannot get out of the habit.
Then the bus stop, just a few yards farther on. Dolores is just getting. up from her seat in the shelter, wish her good morning, then look down the main road. There, the bus is visible in the distance, approaching, looking like a box on wheels.
Good morning to the hog cotton man as well, and then the bus has arrived. One Euro and twenty cents for the short journey, pay the driver, find a seat, and doze for five minutes. At the railway station, the man with the pigtail and the rucksack has just arrived he is getting out his cigarettes. Wish him a good morning . Then the Hedgehog appears before the station, say "goo Meng' in return to his greeing.
Inside, there is the cafeteria girl, she makes a coffee without being asked. The discount card is full today get a new one, there is no need to pay today.
Listen to the building workers exchange comments, cheerful and communicative as always. Their clothing is working clothing, filthy with mortar, mud and paint.
The steps down to the subterranean passage are steeper today, stay the edge, ready to grab for the hand rail if necessary. The knees are a tiny bit sore and feel unstable, maybe sleep was too long. Maybe it is age, or maybe just tired.at
Maybe, or may he
not
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