I spent the morning reading my books and writing in my paper diary (all absurd activities in light of our coming destruction as a people/mankind). Carol told me when she got home from church she noticed gasoline was down to $2.76 a gallon so I went and filled up the van and our car. We get a dime off the price of gasoline if we get our gasoline at Meijer's gas station. After filling up Carol's car with gas I drove over to a Goodwill Store to look at their used books. I found these used books to add to our library-
'Music For A Broken Piano' a novel by James Baker Hall
'Janesville: An American Story' non-fiction by Amy Goldstein
'MVP' a novel by James Boice
When I got home Carol was still up (the time was 2:30 PM). She did not want to go to work, but finally went to bed to sleep awhile before having to get up and go work.
So existence keeps decaying or drying up. The world will soon be a vast wasteland.