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seeking the magic mushroom 
2nd-Jun-2018 01:34 pm
It is in the ongoing race to the finish line 1:12 PM Saturday afternoon here in West Michigan. It is a nice slightly warm sunny day. I feel myself falling asleep as I seek to write these words. When Carol is off from work I do not get enough sleep. I should go down in the lower level and take a nap. But if I take a nap I won't be able to fall asleep at all tonight when we go to bed. In the end I can't win.

I was up this morning around 6 o'clock AM. I got up made a pot of coffee and then messed with our main computer. After messing with our main computer I wrote in my paper diary. Carol got up and ate breakfast. These days I am not eating in the mornings because I feel better with an empty stomach. I rarely crave food as I head for the grave. I am hungry for the bread of life/the heavenly manna.

I did not read anything this morning. I basically drifted through the morning. I decided around 10 o'clock AM to go for a walk at VanRaalte Farm county park to take pictures. The last time I walked at VanRaalte it was late Winter/everything was brown. Now we are coming to the end of Spring 2018 and everything is green. So I walked at VanRaalte Farm and afterwards went to a grocery store to get pie crust for Carol. When I got home I grilled hotdogs and bratts for lunch. Carol likes her hotdogs grilled so I did that for her. I really do not like to grill meat because I do not like being covered with charcoal smell of cooked/grilled hot-dogs.

All I attempted to read today is some of the book, 'The Most Dangerous Man In America: Timothy Leary, Richard Nixon and the Hunt for the Fugitive King of LSD' by Bill Minutaglio & Steven L. Davis.

Last night I watched taped television shows with Carol and read late into the night from a book titled, 'How to Change Your Mind: What the New Science of Psychedelics Teaches Us About Consciousness, Dying, Addiction, Depression, and Transcendence' by Michael Pollan.

Well there is not much else to report. Like I wrote I am wasted. I need a long vacation in the Garden of Eden. I will close to have a fresh cup of coffee. I am not going anywhere. I am a terrible rerun of a bad horror flick.
Comments 
3rd-Jun-2018 12:36 am (UTC)
I wish my father used the internet. He was a graphic designer & sign maker by trade for many years. So he's proficient but has zero interest. He is getting more into reading, but loathes lj because I've used this site since I was very young & he's convinced its filled with computer viruses... but is coming around to facebook because it'd be easier for him to sell vinyl records. He's retired & raising my 7 yr old niece. So they read together lots. I think you & him would get along famously. You remind me of him. & I do treasure our friendship. On some of those days I'd give you the biggest of hugs & today is one of them my friend.
xo

Edited at 2018-06-03 12:42 am (UTC)
3rd-Jun-2018 12:46 am (UTC) - the biggest of hugs
I am kind of a loner, but maybe your Dad and I could sit down for coffee and just talk about music or the weather-thanks for the comments-peace
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