contemplativeI got up this morning around 6:30 AM. A dry throat and weird dreams woke me up this morning. So I crawled out of bed and walked to our small kitchen and made a pot of coffee. I next messed with our main computer and then I took Rudy to his groomer's appointment around 7:45 AM. After dropping off Rudy at the groomer's I went to a gas station and filled our old Dodge van with gas. After filling our van with fuel I drove home. When I got home I cooked myself breakfast and then wrote in my paper diary.
Carol got home from work around 9:05 AM and went to bed for the day around 10 o'clock AM. She is off from work tonight.
I left the house around 11 o'clock AM to visit thrift stores and then pick up Rudy at the dog groomer's. I only found one used book today to add to our library, "Goodnight, Nebraska" a novel by Tom McNeal.
So this day keeps decaying. I have not read anything today. I wrote in my diary earlier and now I am writing in my blogs. Rudy is recovering from being groomed.
Last night I read "The Image" by Boorstin and watched television. I went to bed around 11:10 PM. Now it is another day of my life.
Well I will close to drift through the day. There is no way of escape.
