traveling down Memory Lane on the first day of Spring
'Dome Book 2' published by Shelter Publications a non profit education corporation Bolinas CA Second Edition October 1972
'Nicotine' A novel by Nell Zink
'Merry Men' A novel by Carolyn Chute
'Life Class: The Selected Memoirs Of Diana Athill' With An Introduction By Ian Jack
'Philip Larkin: Letters to Monica' Edited by Anthony Thwaite
'Exalted Above the Heavens: The risen and ascended Christ' by Peter C. Orr [New Studies In Biblical Theology]
music: Dead To The Dying World 'Litany'
"as sorrowful, yet rejoicing; as poor, yet making many rich; as having nothing, and yet possessing all things" 2 Corinth. 6:10
It is 11:29 AM Wednesday morning in the death flow. A cold gray cloudy day here where nothing remains the same. I am right now cold to the bone. I need to feel warm as we enter another Ice Age.
I got up this morning around 6:17 AM. I got up made myself a bowl of oatmeal for breakfast and also made a pot of coffee. I ate my oatmeal messing with our main computer. After messing with our main computer I wrote in my paper diary and made video for my Youtube channel.
I dozed for awhile in the living room, woke myself up around 11:20 AM and ate a hot dog. Such is life thus far for me. Not much happening today. I am laying low till they clear the rubbish.
Last night I basically read 'Nicotine' a novel by Nell Zink and went to bed around 11:30 PM. Now it is the first day of Spring 2019.
Do not have anything new to report right now. Tomorrow I will be in Grand Rapids and will hopefully pick up Carol alive at the the airport around 3:30 PM. We never know what tomorrow holds for any of us. I think of those 50 Muslims who were murdered by a White Nationalist in New Zealand last week. You get up in the morning and go to worship and you are killed by a White Nationalist. Maybe we will be the next target of a White Nationalist killer. We are surrounded by millions Hate Groups scattered throughout the world. Where is the love for ones fellow man?
I will close to drift through this cold gray dismal day. We only have one ride around the merry-go-round.