a short grunting noise, she jumps onto the knees of the sitting man at the desk. she has only done that once before, and is awkward. Then she turns and
settles, allows the hand to stroke her head and her
back. she starts to purr, comfortably, resettles
her haunches, and rests her head upon the knees.
The cat is learning to behave like a cat, and to
do the things other cats do. Spend far too much
time petting her back, trying to return the trust,
trying to acknowledge the first friendly action
for a very long time at this horribly early hour
of the morning.
Hurry through the deserted cold streets, there is
the bus, waiting. Take the the arches at a run, and
run past the bus shelter. The bus is just
moving off, tap on the window. It slows again
and stops. The door opens, so board the machine
,say a loud" thank you", "or Donkey'; and go
and pay the driver the short fare. It was
close, but petting the cat in the morning was
pleasant, the more so because of today's premier
friendliness on the part of the cat.
Still breathing heavily from the running,
find a seat at the back of the bus. By the time
the bus has reached the railway station, the
breathing has calmed again, jump out and
walk across the station square. Say 'good
morning to the smoker by the ashtray, climb
the stairs to the station hallway.
The cafe is empty today, people are on
holidays for Christmas. Order a coffee, and
then later hand over the card to be stamped.
The young woman who runs the cafe,
Andrea, miss-counts the stamps on the
card and nearly tears it up. Then she
counts the stamps on the card, sees that
there is one space free. She stamps it and
returns the card.
go to the waiting room, and see the
morose man there, wish him a good morning,
he returns this with a surprised expression.
Normally, he is only silent, and morose.-Nobody
says good morning to him, usually.
/
start to write these notes, when the
week has started again, being functional,
early in the morning. A change from the
weekends. long rests and long viewings
of unreal stories on the television late
at night.
now
It is
Monday, early, in the
week leading up to Christmas. The
man sitting opposite sends over
whiffs of garlic as he puts on his coat
as the train approaches Freising, in
southern Germany.


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