Cat vomit

Put on the jacket today, in case it rains. It rained during the night, this could be heard through the open window.

The cat, attentive. Put the remains of the cat food onto the Mate, she feeds. The son has woken up, he says his good mornings. And there is mess and dirt everywhere.

Homing depressions are perfected by the small heap of cat vomit on the floor

by the esit door. There is no time to clear it up, get out, go down the street. Leave. it all behind. Down the alley across the market place down the street to the river, the street

idhat leads to the old theater. Hence the name., it is called the "Theater Strasse".

The Municipal man and Dolores are at the bus stop, he standing outside, she sitting inside the shelter. The bus arrives early today.-

curse the depression, it is Friday, the weekend will start