maybe today the misery woud go away. So it was thought. But it simply did not do anything like that. It settled around the mind that woke up with an awful sharp hissing noise in the right ear. Even the attentions of the cat did not serve to make her owner happy, she got her food and did not like it. The breakfast in the morning did not manage to taste right at all. The midday visit to the group at the gallery just caused dissapointment and sadness, left early for there was no point in staying on.
There was an attempt to clean up the kitchen, but the presence of the wife and the son stopped what would otherwise have been a pleasant occupation, a real time killer.
It is time to curl up and sleep. Predend to be a predator, when in reality all that there is is being captive of a situation.
In the evening, a thunderstorm with heavy rain. After the hot sticky day that is a relief.
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