Woke feeling awful. Everything was sore, every joint hurt a bit. Go downstairs to the lavatory, It is five in the morning. Go back to bed, feel a bit like death. At six the bells ring all over town.
Outside the open balcony door a blackbird gives a series of monotonous squeaky noises. Sit up and look the yellow billed bird in the eye. It looks back, no knowing what the other eye is seeing.
Then it flies away.
Downstairs in the old shop make a cup of coffee. Read the news. That president of America has been taken for a walk by the Russian dictator. And the american people are getting what the majority voted for. Nothing new here, nothing much has changed from yesterday.
Make a test print of s little figure on paper that is designed for printing photos. It works well, but the surface catches every glare. Technically it is better, but it is more uncomfortable to look at.
Buy a second work table. It will be needed.
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