oh well

Return from the morning's shower, the warmth from the water remains in the body. That is pleasant, open the drawer in the wardrobe, take out the socks and the pants and put them on, balancing there standing on one foot with one hand on the wardrobe. Then the other foot.

There is no need for an undershirt today, the day will be warm. Then put on the trousers and the shirt. the ones worn yesterday. Today will be a quiet day at work, the corona virus and the fear of covid 19 will keep all the colleagues at home. Without specific instructions there should be no risk involved in going to work, there is never any contact with people anyway.

The coffee from the machine disassembled, cleaned, and rebuilt yesterday is good. The pressure system works again as it should, the residues of coffee had choked up all the tiny plastic levers and  steel springs. Now, the pressure may build up again, blow out the little stopper and the coffee will have its creamy topping.

There are few people on the streets today, it is early. There are policemen leaving the station, and others returning. That is possibly the change from night shift to day shift. It is all work.

The traffic on the road is definitely quieter than usual.

The motorway traffic flows steadily.

And at work, there is not a soul to be seen, but for a man checking the function of the fire doors.

The virus precautions are in place.

Later on, the supervisor is on the telephone from his home, he says that there is no need to appear at work.

The order is: "Remain at home, and keep an eye on the email account."

Oh well.