Friday 13 is not a good day. There is a feeling of weakness in the morning. The cat is distraught, the wife has been gone for three days now. The means and ways to procure food have changed.
Go downstairs and fill the innocent animals plate.
The day does not develop well at all.
In the evening take pictures at a jazz concert by a local group. Either their playing is lousy or the ears have given up too.
Go home, it is almst impossible to do anything constructive without things going wrong.
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