Crooked Finger (crookedfingers) wrote,
Crooked Finger

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New Mexico

It is 10:37 AM Tuesday morning here in west Michigan. A gray wet damp humid morning. Tomorrow it is suppose to be sunny and cold. Existence keeps speeding by!

I am falling asleep as I seek write here. I hardly slept last night. I tossed and turned all night. Carol and I both got up this morning around 7 o'clock AM went out for breakfast and then we grocery shopping. When we got home from grocery shopping I wrote in my paper diary and have been messing with our main computer. Carol left to do errands this morning and to have lunch with friends.

Not much else to report this morning. I read last from a book titled, 'American Eden: Botany, and Medicine in the Garden of the Early Republic' by Victoria Johnson.

I hardly remember last night right now. I do remember reading last night before going to bed from a book titled, 'The Unexpected Professor: An Oxford Life In Books' memoir by John Carey.

I do not know what I will do today to keep myself awake. Carol leaves this evening for Faye's and from there tomorrow morning to drive to the Grand Rapids Airport and fly to New Mexico.

Well I will close to feel wasted.

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