Day 4
Sine ira et studio
It’s almost 04:00 and I’m awake, sort of. I wedged a piece of salo between my gum and sore tooth last night, and it worked.
First impression, after aimless scrolling, mostly on Telegram, and checking messages, is that lots of stuff is still falling from the sky and burning.
Stick my neck out the window. Complete silence. Then some low rumblings and flashes in the sky from the Left Bank. The first period of relative calm after days of turmoil, confusion and plain horror.
