It is 4:39 PM late Sunday afternoon here in West Michigan. The sun is still shining. Some would say it has been a nice day weather wise. I could care less if the weather is good or bad. But I do like sunny days over dark days. There is something comforting about sunshine. It would be unpleasant to go through existence if it was constantly dark in the Dead Zone.

I had another super quiet day. I did not go anywhere or really do anything but read my books, mess with our main computer, and watch birds from our kitchen window. Carol will soon be getting up to get ready to go back to work. After tonight she is off for several nights from work. I am sure Carol will be on the go on her days off from work. I will be a witness to my wife's comings and goings on her days off from work.

I have been reading this afternoon once again, 'Memoirs Of A Revolutionary' by Victor Serge.

I do not know what I will do this evening. I am kind of sick of everything. Tomorrow is a Monday in the death flow. I once again volunteer at the local library used books store from 10 o'clock AM till 1 o'clock PM. I should leave early for the library since downtown Holland will be packed with tourists for Tulip Time. I could park the van at the library and walked around downtown till I have to be at the library to open the used books store at 10 o'clock AM. I will see how I feel in the morning. I am really not into wandering downtown Holland in my old age. Why wander among the living dead?

Well I suppose I will close to feel lost. I am weary of all the shit going down in the Empire.