tiredI got up this morning around 7:30 AM. I got up made a pot of coffee and ate a bowl of cereal for breakfast. After breakfast I messed with our main computer and then I wrote in my paper diary.
I have been reading today 'Ascent of Mount Carmel' by St John of the Cross. Carol called late this morning from the Northwest and we talked for awhile. She flies back home tomorrow.
Last night I read late into the night the novel, 'The Night Ocean' by Paul La Farge. Now it is another day. I have nothing to do today but wait for another day to come. Existence keeps speeding by.