K: At work around the building, something with the pipes is turning. They dug a tranche with a depth of 3 meters. We walk on narrow bridges. Dirty around! In general, total suffering and discomfort.
Today I go carefully to myself on the boards, I look at the sides, as if I did not get into dirty dirt. And here I hear from the trance. I see — on the bottom guys sit, repairers, and anecdotes digest. They are frozen in mud, of course, to horror, but they are pleased, and rush unstoppably.
And so stupid it seemed to me that my cleansing...