Mundane Aspects Of Daily Life

Get up early get up early oh why on earth it's only four o'clock thirsty thirsty slowly carefully can't wake anyone else up and drink and why can't I taste anything oh it's only water and not wine this is a negative miracle back to bed back to bed...

It's six o'clock really yes it's six o'clock she wakes me up by sitting on my legs until I am sure I exist and there is a weight at one end of me and surely that's the load-bearing end and not the loaded end brush those furry teeth I am sure were not furry after I brushed them after dinner last night but furry now and don't forget to shave you'll be late no I won't it is seven twenty am and I will just about make it why were you up so late last night I was finishing up some work for a student it's always the students isn't it no no no sometimes it's just me...

Walk fast walk fast heh not so bad for an old man oh please you're not old yes I am my feet are hey they are not killing me after all and here we are on the first shift of the invilating day and we give out five sheets of paper someone snorts is that all young people these days can't write for peanuts and I think to myself well obviously young people in those days also and hey this is an extraordinary batch you might be surprised...

Oh here they are filing in looking apprehensive and some bored and and some just looking forward to it and you have to check their pencilcases just in case they are smuggling explosives I always feel kind of silly doing this and already she puts up her hand and wants more paper and I think to myself might as well give her more she's capable of using it anyway and she looks morose and she looks chirpy and she over there looks as if the sky has grown another eye...

And he gives me that mischievous smile I have known for years and he gives me that manic smile I have known as well and he looks all business and he is going to say the pledge and the other he over there is just waiting to respond to the examination questions you can see it in the way he handles his pencilcase...

There is only so much you can do in five minutes but some people are very good at using their five minutes gently now do not disturb do not break the slender thread of consciousness of concentration of critical appraisal oh my goodness they chose that poem of all things the winter syntax of a monkey crossing the river it all blurs together...

Breakfast noodles new crop of dynamic powerful super overachieving chili padi sliced thin each one is a ring of fire that erupts several times over your continental palate by the time you finish you realise that today is a hell of a day and all of it is exciting and yet isn't this what a day is supposed to be...

Back into the fray recharged it is so long and yet it is only the first paper and this huge group is already almost almost almost already done and you collect the papers amused at how it is in this age of nuclear energy and HDTV people still tie scripts with string as if intricately they tie the knots of their lives in the tapestry of the fates and here you are even more amused that you are genuflecting or something on your knees at the front of the great hall like a monastic ascetic and you wonder if anyone notices the...

It is the end of the day someone noticed well it wasn't that bad a day for being on your knees and aware that without prayer nothing really can be done and even then you have to believe else what do you think will happen?