A white porcelain plate with yellow stains from the breakfast rests on the table with the knife and the fork resting upon it , all silvery and licked clean. The poached eggs were a bit on the runny side today, the timing routine was disturbed, the toast was too fast and the cat was insistent on food. The victim of the mornings poor temper was the cat, it was ignored. After a while, it wandered away, and found a place to continue sleeping in. Outside the window there is the noise of the rubbish people collecting waste from the restaurant opposite. They are visible from the window as they continue their route, two men standing on the tailboard of the truck, one right, one left, both dressed in high-visibility orange suits.
There is a hum of traffic today, it is another normal weekday after the annual disturbance to routine that was Easter.
It is time for a second cup of coffee, and it is time to put on the day clothes. It is time to try to head out and start the day rather than to waste it in idleness
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