A short break from work, it is the carnival time, the time you meet people in fantasy costumes on the street. a time when silliness has system.
Two days of work, two days free.
The cat is confused in the morning, her humans are not working as they usually do, she makes a fuss, wants to go out, cannot understand as to why they are still in bed.
Get up, let her out.
and later, get up, the flat is quiet, there is the sound of the tenant coming in to work in her shop, ground floor. The tenant is an accountant by trade.
Listen to the clocks ticking, taking there time to tell the time.
the flat is deserted, all are still asleep.
It is nine in the morning, in twelve minutes.
This is just depressing, there is nothing there to write about
at all
Two days of work, two days free.
The cat is confused in the morning, her humans are not working as they usually do, she makes a fuss, wants to go out, cannot understand as to why they are still in bed.
Get up, let her out.
and later, get up, the flat is quiet, there is the sound of the tenant coming in to work in her shop, ground floor. The tenant is an accountant by trade.
Listen to the clocks ticking, taking there time to tell the time.
the flat is deserted, all are still asleep.
It is nine in the morning, in twelve minutes.
This is just depressing, there is nothing there to write about
at all
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