The eighteenth fell by the wayside, the morning was spent waking and then going to the early cinema, the day was spent working and the evening was spent worrying. The day spent working was on account of the pictures made on Saturday, they had to be finished, and a walk about town took up more of the day, a film in the late morning, the Staff room, or Das Lehrerzimmir, was the film and the worry was because of the son touring around in the car. The son is now eighteen, he is going to be nineteen in July, and he is old enough to be on his own. Still, it is his first longer journey with the car on his own. There is a device in the car to track theft, misuse this to see where the car is. It is in the Harz mountain range, near the mountain called the Brocken. A place for witches and warlocks.
Fall asleep late after printing the days photos, and go straight into a deep sleep.
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