It is three twenty four in the morning and yesterday's blog is late. It was forgotten at the excitement of the day, a long tour looking at galleries and museums. First in a small town called Deggendorf and then in Passau. A meeting with a graphic designer who works for the churches and takes photographs.
It is all very pleasant.
But the tiredness will not go away.
In the evening, sit in the corner at the pub, sit there in misery, for the welcome at home has fed the realisation that there is no home to return to.
This is not a happy post, even though the day was a great pleasure. The evening was a misery, somehow just a sad affair. There was no wish to be part of the socialising. Go home and go to bed. Wake again at three in the morning, as above, unable to sleep. And now this post is back were it started.
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