It is in the flow of being alive in a dead world 9:41 AM Monday morning. It is a hazy humid sticky morning here in West Michigan.
I got up this morning around 6 o'clock AM. I got ready to make a pot of coffee. We grind our own coffee beans when we make coffee. After getting coffee ready to make I messed with our main computer. I posted a video I made last night into my BookTube channel. After messing with our main computer I ate a bowl of cereal for breakfast (did I eat the bowl or the cereal in the bowl?) and then wrote in my paper diary.
Carol got home from work around 8:30 AM and went to bed soon afterwards. She is now off a week and leaves tomorrow morning for Colorado.
I have been reading this morning a sermon by Joseph Irons titled 'Our High Priest' found in volume two of the Grove Chapel Pulpit Sermons'.
Last night I made a video for my BookTube channel, watched television and read late into the night from a book titled, 'Romantic Outlaws: The Extraordinary Lives of Mary Wollstonecraft & Mary Shelly' biography by Charlotte Gordon.
I do not know what I will do the rest of this day. I am tired as usual. I should go to the bank and get some money. It is suppose to rain tomorrow and I won't be able to go anywhere due to the bad weather.
I suppose I will close to drift through this day.