I got up this morning around 6:35 AM. I woke up with sharp chest pains. Carol took my blood pressure and checked my pulse. I was not having a heart attack, so I am still breathing. Carol thinks I should take a stress test. Maybe my heart is falling apart/breaking down in my old age. I am an old man. I am 68 years old and my days are numbered. So after a heart attack scare I sat and slowly woke up to another day/The Last Days.
I made a fresh pot of coffee and messed with our main computer. After messing with our main computer I made a pot of oatmeal for breakfast. I ate my oatmeal and then wrote in my paper diary. Next I read till Noon from a book titled, 'The First One Hundred Years of Christianity: An Introduction To Its History, Literature, And Development' by Udo Schnelle. Now it is 12:44 PM in the empty black death flow.
I do not know what I will do the rest of this day. I feel tired and cold. Maybe I will sit and doze till late afternoon. It all seems pointless.
Last night I mainly read and went to bed around 10:35 PM. Carol had gone to bed early. Carol goes to bed early and gets up early. This has become her routine now she is retired from nursing. I mainly read last night before going to bed, 'The First One Hundred Years of Christianity' by Schnelle.
I suppose there is nothing else to report. I also have been looking at today from a book titled, 'The First Thousand Years: A Global History Of Christianity' by Robert Louis Wilken. I will close as the ship slowly sinks to the bottom.
I just remembered yesterday I finished reading The First Book of Samuel and will next read The Second Book of Samuel/Old Testament/Bible.