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 tic toc clock and now and again a knock, tic toc time flies.

Today is a nonsense day, there was post in the mailbox, there is attention which simply is hard to bear. Things that are of interest. People that have habits that are hard to cope with.  There is a pleasant and friendly man. The smell makes it easy to dislike him and hard to like him. Staying in his company is stress, it is not so easy. It is all just a whiff, and yet once it is realised it will not go away and may not be ignored any more. The conversation is fascinating, the general disorder is terrifying

The post was yesterday, the day a farewell party failed. Today was breakfast, the eggs, the toast and the coffee. Not to forget the pills contra the high blood pressure, and the ibuprofen to reduce the headache that will follow soon. What a drag it all is, all those pink, cream and white pills every day. The doctor will have returned from her holiday tomorrow.

It is cooler  today, and the clock is doing its ticking talk, summer is progressing and the next month is August.