waiting for the train. again. probably it seems like i don’t do much except of waiting or commuting. well, it is sort of true.
the ghost train came.
and i woke up on time to see the autumn sea next to haifa.
palmtrees in the rain.
back at home i found the leakage above our bed has gotten a bit worse. it is dripping water straight down my belly button. not much i can do about it right now, so i put a bucket and went to bake bread instead.