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At half past three this morning I went to the mailbox on the corner of Rossfeld. I had to force something into the mailbox slot. I wore the black winter coat fastened with a golden leaf brooch, over it a woolen scarf in various cloud-like shades of brown. The pavement was very cold, because on the right foot I went barefoot. Because of the black Converse, which i for 20 Euros bought on Amazon; the right inner lining was finished with a sharp edge at the heel spur, ev. carton. I held the two sailing shoes upside down under the light under the kitchen trough and compared them. The one on the left was flawless, therefore no problems when going to the Rossfeld mailbox with the left shoe. So cut the heel spur out of the right Converse with the scissors, but then I had a slipper, who emptied me with every step like a muddy boat.

a 6 Clock I went to bed, barefoot, with a bloody heel, and I ate a roll of chocolate biscuit.

But then I went up again and took a shower and washed my hair. I put the light blue jeans and the gray-brown sweater in the laundry basket next to the litter box. Then I put on leggings with holes, because the leggings have lost their elasticity, a washed out, light blue mini jumper in edgy style, like this, what the current sky looks like; hell, cloudy, stained, but very, very washed out. I also wore an earth-brown transitional sweater, who already 12 is of the year. In this sweater, who once hung down on me in a noble manner, I look like a peeled sausage today, I cut off the turtleneck several years ago, because I can no longer bear a stranglehold on my neck. Allesinallem: a sweater for every weather and every mood, that I associate with a solid sense of loyalty, because the half-life of clothes has decreased alarmingly for me. (some don't even survive the metabolism of AD). I have two little golden snakes on my ears, 6Euros and pretty trash. a 7.30 In the morning I thought about it, whether I take a zolpidem, but then I let it be. So I keep dreaming of the art of sleeping. And then at some point: Wake up in a day and a body colorful and unsniped.

(17.4.21)

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