Standing in the tiny kitchen in the morning prepare the spoonful of food for the cat. The son likes to refer to her as "the animal", She is insistent, a purring growl followed by an open-mouthed hissy growl. Always the same, she wants food. It is doubtful whether or not she is hungry, she being a quite well-padded animal.
The cat has been given the name Miriam, she seems to recognise it.
Make coffee and two poached eggs. They are to feed this human. The coffee is a cheap variety known as "Unsere Beste". It is not really much good at all. It is an unsure beast.
Read the news. There are now two major wars of aggression in the world, one by Russia and one by the United States of America. Both are bombing the civilian population of their opponents, and both are not winning their war.
Finish the breakfast. There is endless amounts of reading material there. This is interesting, but not so important.
Take a shower, get dressed.
Attend the weekly meeting at the gallery. It is not especially interesting.
Go home and lie down. There is an immense feeling of laziness and depression.
Last night's work at the artist's studio was successful. He went out and bought an electric planer just before the shops closed. This was a cheap, simple and small device that could be set up on a table and the wood to be planed passed over it. This worked quite well, and now the sculpture is almost ready for reassembly, all the areas that need to be glued are flat and dry.
The work will be finished tonight.
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