I got up this morning around 5:45 AM. I was having a weird dream about Ukrainian monks and decided this had to come to a quick ending. So I got out of bed to find Carol and Ollie up. Ollie never leaves us alone. Ollie is constantly at our feet looking up at us. If I could anywhere there is Ollie following me. Ollie does not like being alone, he wants you always in his eye sight. That drives Carol and me crazy! This little dog is very needy! I am glad we do not have a dog. Pets are a ton of work.
Carol left this morning to be with her brother Cal and his Beth at the hospital. Cal is having some hospital procedure done today.
I dozed all morning. I hardly slept last night due to body ache. So I have not read anything this morning. I did write in my paper diary this morning.
Last night I messed with our main computer, took Ollie for a walk, and read from a novel titled, 'Tears Of The Trufflepig' by Fernando A. Flores. I went to bed around 11:15 PM.
Today I plan to do nothing. I can not go anywhere anway, because Ollie can't be left alone. I could put him in his crate and leave the house but he would only howl the whole time. Plus do I really need to go out into the dead American world? I got books coming in the mail this week, so there is no need for me go to thrift stores in search of used books to add to our library. We have food in the house and there is running water, so we won't perish. Our bills are paid and we are going to die and go to Heaven so why leave our cell?
I suppose I will close to deal with existence.