postcard

 Details of breakfast today are probably much the same as yesterday, except for the fact that the living room table is no longer available. It has turned into a repository for clothing as part of the wife's business. Take the breakfast to the upstairs room and enjoy it there.

It is strange how things can move so quickly nowadays, and yet not seem to be any faster than they used to be. A small postcard of thanks for a few remitted prints arrived two days later, and that was enough to satisfy everybody. The postcard will remain for some time, and then fade. An email would exist in virtual space for as long as data remains in storage.

The hot days have gone, the weather has turned cool and warm. Perhaps today is the day to take the old amplifier to the repair shop in Landau, and to check on the miraculous place at the top of the hill. It will be frightening if the tinnitus ceases to annoy again, as soon as the space before the museum is reached. It has functioned twice now, a third time would demand further investigation. 

The family is still asleep, the cat has turned down the offered food. Perhaps because it is not hungry, maybe for some other reason. There are noises of building workers and interior decorators from the surrounding buildings.