The meal in the guesthouse yesterday was satisfying, and it was tasty too. It drove away the hunger, realised then that this same hunger made the meal tastier. The landlords offer of an espresso afterwards was a nice gesture. It was a worthwhile expenditure.
The breakfast is done this morning, and realise that the pills have not been taken. Those are necessary to keep the blood pressure down to an acceptable level. According to the doctor these are important.
Now they have been taken
There is the sound of several helicopters outside, these are probably fresh deliveries for the hospital. That may be a rough Sunday for somebody.
As winter progresses things are getting colder, the weather is getting harder to bear. There will be a serious attempt to set up the camera to try and take pictures of the fifty tiny sculptures by the artist. He may easily be happy with the pictures as they are, but they are just not sharp enough. to make the grade. There are also problems with the colours.
It is still early, there will be time after another short rest.
The short rest turned into a long rest, why do things like this happen?
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