today,
saturday morning, I get up real early to bend the hours of a long day ahead. Breakfast and shower with youngest son Carl, before we set off with the rising sun to drive rent a trailer for this days labour. A ton of debris has to be removed from my apartmennt.
The streets are empty but a few early birds at local gas tanks. Of ten cars I see, six of them were renting trailers at the tank.
"Mobility" I think "What luxury" and I continue to think of the new apartment, 2 floors and lebensraum that will be done in hopefully six months. "Mobility and a permanent base".
I most do something right, or: This feels right, and yes, I do feel better, in fact I feel allright.