It is 11:26 AM Sunday morning here. It is a cold sunny day. At least it is not snowing. It is suppose to rain and snow all this week. We are headed into the middle of April and it feels like the middle of Winter. Weird. You might as well kiss it all good-bye.
I got up this morning and ate oatmeal for breakfast. A hot bowl of oatmeal is a blessing in this dead American world. After breakfast and messing with our main computer I wrote in my paper diary and then read from a book titled, 'Theology As Discipleship' by Keith L. Johnson. Carol got home from work around 9 o'clock AM and went to bed soon afterwards. After work she had gone downtown to Reader's World to get some more Sunday newspapers. We have been reading on Sundays The New York Times National Edition.
There is not much else to report. I am about to go someplace for a walk. Last night I made a video for my Booktube channel and read late into the night from a novel titled, 'Herzog' by Saul Bellow.
I will close to face life. There is no way out. There is no way of escape.
- Music:Carcinoma/Abyssal 'Apanthropinization'