contemplativeI got up this morning around 5:35 AM because I was very hungry. I was getting freaked laying in bed feeling sharp pains in the body/belly thinking I was having a setback from my gallbladder surgery. So I got up made myself a bowl of oatmeal hoping once I ate something I would feel absolutely new again/totally healed and ready to face the demonic powers running the American Empire.
I ate my oatmeal at the computer station. After eating my oatmeal I wrote in my paper diary and read from the book, "The Letters of Allen Ginsberg". After reading letters by Ginsberg I went out in our backyard to water plant life/my wildflower garden. I have some new flowers blooming in my wildflower garden and will take some pictures of them later today.
Not much else to report so I will close to feel sick to the center of my being.
