I did not do much today. I just quietly driftly through the day. Where does time go? I did not read much today. I think I mainly sat and waited out Time. I could gone out to Lake Michigan and watched the big waves, but I was not in the mood to go outside my cell. Outside it is all insane. Why open myself up to satanic attack? "Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour" First Peter 5:8.
What did I attempt to read today when not lost in nothingness? I read from these books today-
"Infinite Jest" a novel by David Foster Wallace
"History Of My Life" Volume 4 memoir by Giacomo Casanova
"The Legacy Of David Foster Wallace" Edited By Samuel Cohen & Lee Konstantinou
"The Hermitage Within" By A Monk
Tomorrow I once again volunteer at the Herrick District Public Library used books store from 10 AM till 1 PM. It is suppose to be sunny tomorrow.
Not much on my mind this evening that is radically new. I have the same old shit on my brain. Existence keeps decaying. There is no way of escape.