the blanket was thin

There is silence over the town. That has so altered the sound background that envelopes the town in the morning that the silence is like a steady noise, a hole in the cloud of sound, a negative noise.
And awaken in the morning dark and cold to this intrusive silence.
Listen to the ticking of the watch.
Feel the pressure in the bladder.
Get up, go to the bathroom.
It really has got colder.
then wash hands
brush teeth.


A minty taste covers the dry taste of sleep, return to the bedroom. Do not switch on the light, do not wake the wife. There had been two blankets, now there is only one. To maintain peace in the home
think that one will do, and cover up with that.


Awaken later, the flat grey light coming in the window, a small patch of blue light visible up in the sky. And cold, the blanket was thin.


To the bathroom, resolve to take a shower, the hot water gives the body warmth. Return to the bedroom.
Clothes.

And then read the news.
Read the reports, read the opinion of the amateurs on facebook, read about bigotry, read the reports from the governments.
The situation has changed.

There are a few more cars under way today, exceptions, people who need to go to work, people taking the car to do their shopping.

But it is so quiet, the town is silent
in comparision