It was cold enough to stop the clock, at five in the morning or thereabouts it just stopped. It was evening before it was noticed that it was not ticking any more. The day was spent in disregard of time, waiting for things to happen which did then not occur. Read the book for a while, printed the Christmas cards that had been ordered.
It was just a day of general discontent. The printer refused service at first, but after a while, and a few changed parameters it worked correctly. The snow outside is slowly melting where the sun shines down upon it, but it is not enough to clear this snow from the roofs of all the buildings.
The day is spent weakly, there is a constant loud hiss in the head today, you can call it tinnitus but it is the sound of a pressure cooker.
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