moped

 Thoughts are terrible things when they are left alone to fester. A friendly word will alleviate all the accrued suspicions that have accumulated during a period of silence, a short conversation will dismantle the suspicion that causes ill-will.

The day is rainy, and there is little to do. Return the flat laptop to it's owner and return the battery too. That stupid bloated thing can be returned to a shop, that should be no problem whatsoever.

Back in the old town it is no longer possible to find a parking spot, that is sad and difficult too. Find a legal spot and hope that it is not forgotten. There used to be difficulties like that, but noe that there is a tracker in the car these difficulties are solved. 

It was an unmemorable day, with but a few small conversations the assisting of the son with his purchases for his moped.

His moped works now, and it is ten to midnight.