Crooked Finger (crookedfingers) wrote,
Crooked Finger
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dug for themselves a ditch of death

It is 8:17 AM Thursday morning in the flow of existence here in West Michigan. Time is different everywhere. Soon we will set the clocks back and gain more daylight. There is no night in Heaven.

I am waiting for Carol to call me and tell me she is ready to come home after working 12 hours. She works tonight and then she is off for a couple of nights. When one works you are chained to Time. Working people have no time to be free.

I got up this morning around 6:45 AM. When I got up I came to our small kitchen and made a pot of coffee and then made myself oatmeal. Last night I made for us corn bread to eat as we watch our lives fall from the table like corn bread crumbs. I ate my oatmeal while messing with our main computer. In the mornings I read music sites and blogs. I am always checking for e-mail.

After messing with our main computer I wrote in my paper diary and then got out to read my Bible and these two books-

"Luke" NT III Reformation Commentary On Scripture

"We Believe in the Crucified and Risen Lord" Volume 3 Ancient Christian Doctrine

So has gone my morning thus far. Well I suppose I will close to wait for Carol's phone call. Existence keeps decaying. I should mention that last night I finished reading, "My Struggle" Book One by Karl Ove Knausgaard and started reading "My Struggle" Book Two.
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