Thursday, 26 April 2018

Her pet lizard is dying.


he cat is attentive this morning. It rubs its snout against the bare legs at the side of the bed, and keeps a loud purr going all the time.
The morning showerbath is finished, find the clothing for the day in thc wardrobe.
Leave the cat and the house behind, the weather is dry, the shoes make a muffled click on the pavement with every step.
at the end of the theater street, at the town gate, there is a young woman standing in the middle of the street staring at that town gate itself, the large building with the alpine society in it. She just stands still and staress. she is gone before the gate is passed, before the bus stop. A friendly greeting from Dolores, then, just stand there looking at the traffic. There is enough change for the bus driver, a dark haired man with a beard. The Teacherman is a little bit late today, see him approach from the back of the bus. Maybe it is just that the bus is in early today.
At the railway station. wish the smoker good morning, he returns the greeting with a happy grin. The man makesa most contented impression. In the cafe, pay with the discount card. This  means  that the coffee is free today, complete with a new card. Every eleventh cup is free, ten stamps and a new card.
Think about the young mosaic maker, the young woman heartbroken. Her pet lizard is dying. She spoke about it here, yesterday on the return journey. Five o’clock in the evening, yesterday. Her pet of eleven years.

Return to the day's affairs, start to write these notes in the waiting room.
Go to platform six, let the train arrive, and continue to write these notes at a table in the carriage. The train proceeds on it's jorney through the ordered and well polished landscape., a german landscape, well maintained.
And before the train reaches Moosburg, pack the book and the pen away. The weather is worsening, the tky darkening.

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