nowhere

 The light in the early morning is lovely, it is easier to awaken now. Resolve to take it easy, as people who go to work are advised to take things easy. Finish the prints for the exhibition, and receive the gallery man with his posters. Stick them to the glass in the shop window, nobody will look at them anyway. But they are there and they will function as an alibi for something.

Fix the lock on the main door to the house, now it does not jam any more. It was worrying last night, returning home and finding the door open. But it should be all right now.

Time will show.

Things are strange today, there is no wish to go out and there is this constant hissing between the ears.

Perhaps a visit to the pub would be in order later on today, perhaps not.

It is just that there is a dull feeling to everything now. The loud voices from the street, people talking to each other loudly.

It is a piercing noise.

And there is nowhere to want to go to at all.