The morning was wasted and it will be over in a few minutes. Then it will be midday. The morning was spent doing small things and reading. This is all a waste of the time that is left.
Now it is midday. Think about going for a meal at the airport for light aircraft nearby. It is always quiet there, it is a quiet airport. It is pleasant to watch all the tiny private aircraft doing their rounds.
The bells ring for a longer time at midday.
They ring for midnight too.
That will be something to look forward to, some balkan food at the airport. Then a visit to the hardware store to buy nails and then the work finishing the picture framing. And in the evening a visit to the art club, to collect the rain jacket that had been forgotten in Hörlkofen days ago. It is not a valuable rain jacket, but the artists are very well organised and they are bringing it along on their visit to town.
Now there is the sound of an ambulance outside, going about its business.
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