I got up this morning way too early for this old man. A weird dream this morning woke me up so instead of staying in bed battling this weird dream I got up. I made a pot of coffee and messed with our main computer. As I was on the computer my wife got up to face it. As she washed lettuce as I made us a pot of oatmeal for breakfast.
Last night Carol got home from a Woman's Bible study around 9:10 PM. When she got home I was sitting in the dining room reading a novel titled, "Almanac Of The Dead" by Leslie Marmon Silko. We watched some television around 10 o'clock PM and went to bed around 11 o'clock PM.
I have no plans for the day ahead of me. I need to drive out to a thrift store today and buy a used novel by John Updike titled, "In The Beauty Of The Lilies" that I saw yesterday and realized later on I did not have this novel in my John Updike Collection. Carol goes back to work tonight so she has to sleep this afternoon.
Well I suppose I will close to feel wasted. I need to go back to bed. Go down into the lower level and lay down in the dark surrounded by my books.
an essay by Chris Hedges "A Message From The Dispossessed"