D015: Old wall clock
As I'm finishing my morning back coffee, everything is quiet.
I enjoy silence, it is a frugal luxury.
Every couple of minutes, I can hear cars passing by. Dropping the kids to school or heading to work (or both). I do not know.
In-between the cars rumbling on the street. Quietness, even the fridge is silent.
Only the old Philips clock on the walk ... tick .. tock ... tick ... tock.