Crooked Finger (crookedfingers) wrote,
Crooked Finger

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the dawn of the new creation

It is 9:12 AM Friday morning here. Outside this morning there is a snow storm. Another bitter cold snowy Spring day. We are in the midst of one of the worst plagues of the 21st century. All around us thousands and thousands are dying all the time. There are mass burials taking place. The dead are piling up.

I got up this morning around 7:02 AM. I got up found my wife in the kitchen. I got a bottle of cold water and roamed into our living room and sat down in my old easy chair. I sat down and closed my eyes and dozed to 7:30 AM. My snoring woke me up, so I got up and wandered into the kitchen. Carol left to babysit the grand-kids down the street. I cleaned the kitchen and then wrote in my paper diary. I am too wasted to read right now anything that would take intellectual effort.

Last night I basically read and messed with our main computer. Carol went to bed early and I stayed up late reading my books. I went to bed around 11 o'clock PM. The last book I recall reading was titled,'"I've Seen The Best Of It" Memoirs' by Joseph Alsop with Adam Platt. I did get out to look at this morning a book titled, 'The Story Retold: A Biblical-Theological Introduction To The New Testament' by G.K. Beale & Benjamin L. Gladd.

I do not know what I will do today to kill time. I have been thinking I might just brush my teeth and sit and doze. Listen to the birds outside in a snow storm. Everything is shut down due to the COVID-19 Pandemic. No one seems to know when things will open up again for business.

Well I will close to drift. There is no way of escape.

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