A journey to France was planned for today and now it is due a week later. That is okay. Today was a strange day, a very quiet day. It was yet another day spent recovering from that operation weeks ago. The aftereffects will not go away, it will, as predicted, take a few months.
It was not cancer, that is the only good thing about it.
Buy a pullover, make a mistake with the price tag and spend more than planned. That was stupid. Try to find a tiny screw in a hardware store that only has a measurement of M 1.4. Such a thing is not to be had in Landshut.
Tidy up at home, and sort things.
Try to keep the depressions away, those immobilising infestations that blacken the mind and prevent all activity.
There will be a journey to France next week, and that will be fine.
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