The disturbance will not let go, the mind refuses to do things. Easy things that are at hand will be done, but nothing else.
Breakfast: realise that the son has left the house and refuses to talk. The wife has gone too, and the cat has disappeared. The shower is wet and cleansing.
Empty the biological waste container, before it starts to smell or something worse. Clean the sink in the kitchen.
The feelings say that it is all hardly worth doing, the mind is saying that some things must be done. A short walk about town, to buy liquid soap and a storage chip for the camera.
Two huge parcels arrive, and one smaller parcel with very little inside. A tripod, a light tripod for a light camera.
There is no real point in today, it is just a matter of waiting now. Things will get better, they surely must. This evening the picture of the ice cream is due to go to the gallery. Let us see what the jury says about it. It is just one of the things that should be cared for.
It is hard to bear the streets now with all those loud voices and shrill laughs.
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