why does the cat rub her head on the bathroom tiles, her head, then her back, paws in the air, all excited.
No real idea.
The shower is done, put on the clothes for the day, then make a cup of coffee.
The short walk to the car in the cool dim morning of what is going to be a hot day.
The car starts with no problem.
Slowly drive through the old part of town, then enter the tunnel,
The traffic is dense, but more or less peaceful
Nobody has been met, and there is nobody to talk to.
Listen to the car's radio, the classical station Bayern Vier, old music today, a pianist later.
The whole time drafting behind a truck, save diesel fuel.
There is nothing worthwhile to talk about.
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