Crooked Finger (crookedfingers) wrote,
Crooked Finger

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each saw his fate symbolized in the melancholy dance of the fallen autumn leaf

It is 11:05 AM Friday morning in the death flow. It is another gray hot humid day here in West Michigan. We have had on our central air system on for several days now.

Carol and I went grocery shopping this morning. Before going food gathering Carol dropped Beth off at the Holland Train Station.

Not much else to report right now. I am feeling sick from exhaustion and desire.

I have been reading lately a biography titled, "Flaubert" by Benjamin F. Bart.

Last night is a blur. I do remember reading till Midnight, "Flaubert" by Bart. Now it is another day. No way out. No way of escape.

Well I will close to feel awful.

"Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love." Song of Songs 2:5

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