contemplativeI got up this morning around 7:15 AM. I got made a pot of coffee and then messed with our main computer. After messing with our main computer I wrote in my paper diary. Now I am writing in my online diaries. Existence keeps decaying.
This morning as usual I volunteer for a couple of hours at the Herrick District Public Library used books store. After volunteering I might visit thrift stores to look for used books to add to our library.
Last night I watched a documentary on the history of Jazz and read some more of the novel, "Lovers At The Chameleon Club, Paris 1932" A Novel by Francine Prose.
Not much else to report this morning. I will close to drift.
