I am feeling sick inside today, more than normal. I sense stress inside me making me feel stiff and sick. I feel caged. Does anyone hear me banging on the prison walls?
I got up this morning around 6:20 AM. I had a normal morning. I cooked a pot of oatmeal for our morning meal. I spent the morning writing in my diary and dozing. I can't seem to wake up today. I just want to close my eyes and doze. I have been reading today from a book titled, 'Screams From The Balcony: Selected Letters 1960-1970' by Charles Bukowski.
There is not much else to report today. I will close to feel sick. Will look at a book this afternoon titled, 'Beerspit Night And Cursing: The Correspondence Of Charles Bukowski And Sheri Martinelli 1960-197' Edited By Steven Moore.
Last night Carol went to bed early and I stayed up sitting in the dark. I also read last night from a book titled, 'Personal History' A Memoir by Katharine Graham.