this can not go on like this

This morning there was no feeling well at all. Made breakfast, got up. and just could not be bothered doing the things that the day most probably required. There is a wish to go to work and to take over some duty, but this has been gone now for five years. It is cold, and feel cold too. Return to the couch and cover up. Some entertainment like the cinema would be a help now, a working television set a distraction. But neither is available on  a Friday morning, or for that matter; at all, ever.

A telephone all from the brother at midday, get up and extract the ringing telephone from the jacket still hanging where it had been hung last night. The jacket has many pockets, some zippered, others not. It took time to find the loudly ringing device. Enjoy a short conversation with the brother, perhaps we may meet up in Regensburg on Sunday.

Take a walk around town, everyone in their winter clothes. It is a depressing time of year, people running around doing their seasonal weekend shopping. After one short circuit and a visit to a café just return home. There is no wish to do the things that need doing, there is enough to do but none of it will be done.

Now it half past four in the afternoon, this can not go on like this.