Crooked Finger (crookedfingers) wrote,
Crooked Finger
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his most secret longings were aroused

It is 11:28 AM Wednesday late morning in the Flow of being alive in a world slowly dying. Outside all I see is gray skies and snow. Plain ugly weather today here in West Michigan.

I got up this morning because I had to. I got up around 7:47 AM to face another day. I got up and ate cereal for a morning meal. I could not look at another bowl of oatmeal this morning. I made a pot of coffee to wash down mouthfuls of cereal. I messed with our main computer and then I wrote in my paper diary. As I was writing in my diary my wife called to tell me she was ready to come home after working 12 hours. My wife is now off the next two nights.

I had a typical morning. I wandered my cell and watched the first episode of the TV show 'Outsiders' on our main computer. Now I am writing in my online diaries. Existence keeps flowing.

All I have attempted to read this morning is from a book titled, "Mistress To An Age: A Life Of Madame de Stael" biography by J. Christopher Herold.

Last night I made videos for my YouTube channel, listened to music, and read from a book titled, "Stars Seen In Person: Selected Journals" John Wieners. I went to bed my usual time. Now it is another day.

I suppose I will close to drift into the afternoon hours.
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