Bureaucracy and hurt feelings.
*Daylight-alarm clock wearing a sleeping mask. / "Ugh... So what's for the day?" / "Uuuuh... bureaucracy-day!" / "I'd rather spend the day cleaning toilets..." / "...Usually just one bureaucracy-day is enough to ruin the whole week." / "I don't know what I would hate as much as paper work and office-stuff." "...Except for one ex maybe."
"Funny thing by the way..." "...This same ex would like us to be friends again." / "And I must respect the effort he's seen to fix our friendship." / "... I mean, if I had found him behind my door with a bundle of roses for example..." "...I would've sent him home with them." / ...But he came by one morning to do my paper work!! "Then you just sign there and there..." "Uh, okay..." "...What was this form again?" "Holy shit! I think he's really trying!"
"...maybe..." "...We'll sit at the same coffee table one day." "...Or have some beers together or something." / "Wait a minute." "I'm not anguished at all." / "Weird, but have a feeling, that this could be a good day."
February, -20 c outside. I like this lunch diner, 'cos even tough I sometimes bring friend here, I never bump in to someone I know in here, and no one here is interested of my presence. - They have the worst coffee in this town. - Next I'm off to have few afternoon beers with a friend.
