Sunday 27th September, 2020
The day starts with a weak feeling, a
feeling of weakness and indolence.
Make coffee, read The news, feed the cat, make more
coffee, read a novel, look at the news again
nothing has changed.
Put on the day clothing after shaving The
stubble from the face. sit on the couch in the
sitting room, turn the back on the untidiness.
The Television is only dusty.
The son comes in, and throws himself
into his father's arms
But he seems happy at the closeness.
Later on, take the biological waste out to the container for biological waste.and the bag full of old clothes into the container for old clothes.
Later again, decide to take a walk in the park, the park on the flank of the valley behind the town. It is steep. After
fifty yards, there is no breath left. Sit on a park bench, take a picture of some tree roots.
Then continue up the steep path, Maybe fifty metres. Then another break. Make
it to the top eventually.
And wonder what is wrong.
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