Content. That was how he felt. He sat peacefully in his seat, his body swaying back and forth happily on the movement of the train. The evening sun warmed the bald stop on top of his head and he felt Karin’s warm thigh next to his. She was peering outside, periodically yanking her glasses off her head and stuffing them on her nose to write something down. He had a pretty good idea of what everyday business was like inside her head, always working on a hundred and one “arrangements”, as she would call them. “Oh just, you know, arrangements”, she would sigh, he could almost hear her eyes roll through her voice. He got the impression that from time to time she even tired herself with this control center in her head. His own head was blissfully empty. He never had to worry about anything, anytime he did think of something Karin already had it on a list somewhere. So over time he stopped worrying alltogether. Karin made sure there was food in the house, that the bills were paid and that all family members received cards at the appropriate times. He slumped down some more and closed his eyes. Time for a nap.
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