I got up this morning around 6:15 AM. I got up made a pot of coffee and ate a bowl of cereal for breakfast. After messing with our main computer I wrote in my paper diary. Carol got home from work around 8:30 AM and has gone to bed for the day. I have been wandering my cell and reading this morning from a book titled, "Open Mind, Open Heart: The Contemplative Dimension Of The Gospel" by Thomas Keating. Not much else going on right now.
Last night I made a video for my BookTube channel and listened to music. I went to bed early and now it is another day to wait for death.
Jim the builder is here rebuilding our down in the lower level bathroom this morning. He has been working on remodeling this bathroom for a month now.
There is nothing pressing on my mind this morning. I feel a little freaked but that is normal for me. I always feel I am living on the edge ready to fall into a black dungeon of depression/anxiety.
I plan to go soon to get cash and then visit local thrift stores this morning. I have this obsession to get more and more used books. I am drowning in books. I need to read so I will close to do my little dance of madness.
a picture of Jim the builder/plumber