Hair cut

 A strange restless night has elapsed. At three in the morning have the absurd desire to measure the blood pressure. It is absurdly high, albeit there being no reason for this. Take twenty drops of the doctors special blood pressure reducing medicine and go back to bed, return to sleeplessness.

Make breakfast at eight, and measure the blood pressure again. It is normal, it is ideal. So much for that.

Fill the washing machine and then go back downstairs. Lie down, relax for an hour and consider pictures that might be made., there is a mysterious view of a young person approaching in the shade of a tall building standing on the left of a tarred smooth street. It is out of focus, yet it would be great. Perhaps something of that sort will be possible some time.

The things for the tax are all done and dealt with. The car insurance is a major figure,  keeping the car on so-called open drive is expensive.

Feeling weak and dizzy will not do any more.

It is now eight minutes to twelve, perhaps going out and getting a hair cut is worth while now. At least an appointment within the next few days would be good.

An appointment was obtained for eleven in the morning, the fresh haircut will be ready for the lunchtime cup of coffee with the tenant. That is good that way.

In the afternoon went to the railway station and took a train to Regensburg. Wandered around the town for an hour and a half and then returned to Landshut. It was just one way of spending this afternoon. Regensburg is a nice town.

Return home, and remove the dried washing from the machine. And now it is a quarter to midnight again, it is time for bed.