It is 10:37 AM Tuesday morning here in west Michigan. A gray wet damp humid morning. Tomorrow it is suppose to be sunny and cold. Existence keeps speeding by!
I am falling asleep as I seek write here. I hardly slept last night. I tossed and turned all night. Carol and I both got up this morning around 7 o'clock AM went out for breakfast and then we grocery shopping. When we got home from grocery shopping I wrote in my paper diary and have been messing with our main computer. Carol left to do errands this morning and to have lunch with friends.
Not much else to report this morning. I read last from a book titled, 'American Eden: Botany, and Medicine in the Garden of the Early Republic' by Victoria Johnson.
I hardly remember last night right now. I do remember reading last night before going to bed from a book titled, 'The Unexpected Professor: An Oxford Life In Books' memoir by John Carey.
I do not know what I will do today to keep myself awake. Carol leaves this evening for Faye's and from there tomorrow morning to drive to the Grand Rapids Airport and fly to New Mexico.
Well I will close to feel wasted.
- Music:Paul Weller 'A Kind Revolution'
'American Eden: David Hosack, Botany, and Medicine in the Garden of the Early Republic' by Victoria Johnson
'The Unexpected Professor: An Oxford Life In Books' memoir by John Carey
'Haovc' a novel by Tom Kristensen
'American Audacity: In Defense Of Literary Daring' essays by William Giraldi
'Guilty Thing: A Life of Thomas De Quincey' biography by Frances Wilson
'Confessions of an English Opium Eater' by Thomas De Quincey
'The Saint's Everlasting Rest' by Richard Baxter
It is in the ongoing death flow 7:08 PM Tuesday night. I am alone now till next month. My wife left this evening for a friend's where she will spend the night and in the morning they will drive to Grand Rapids Airport and fly off into the distance Southwest New Mexico. The first night of her trip my wife will be in the city of Albuquerque Old Town. I will be here in the city of the dead waiting for the Second Resurrection.
I told myself that while my wife is gone I will empty the lower level of books. It is time to get rid of books I will never read. I need to get radical when it comes to what books to keep and what books to unhaul.
I really did not do much today. Carol was gone for awhile this afternoon. I mainly read today when not falling asleep from a book titled, 'American Eden: David Hosack, Botany, and Medicine in the Garden of the Early Republic' by Victoria Johnson. I do not remember right now if I read anything else today. My brain is falling apart as I head for the grave.
I suppose I will close to get my shit together. I am not going anywhere tonight that requires a tooth fairy.
- Music:Solstafir 'Otta'