The depressions have it again. All morning was spent trying hard to find motivation to do anything, and there it is- nothing was found. There is plenty of pain and feeling unwell, there is fear of future things that may never occur. The washing is in the machine, now that the wife's washing has been taken out of the stainless steel basket and place into a plastic basket . She always leaves her washing in the machine for days.
Do a bit of shopping, and now spend time in the café in the first floor of the one big shopping mall. Their coffee is not good, the place has a strange atmosphere too.
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