Sunday, 31 January 2021

there is the forest hiding behind the trees

 - up early, get dressed make coffee and then the drive has gone. Just like  – THAT –  the head is spinning again, there is no drive to do anything. See that there is a letter from the brother in the mail, but why should that be cared about now. The wife is snoring, the son is not making a sound. In the sitting room lie down on the couch, it is silent there, even the cat is not purring.

Cover the head- and sleep.

It is hard to tell what is wrong with a running system from inside this running system, but this may be a bout of depression

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