glorycloud's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Van Gogh painted himself some forty-one times It is 11:46 AM Wednesday late morning here in west Michigan. Outside today it is wet and gray. I have been struggling to stay awake today. I spent most of the morning sitting in our living room napping. I am an old man. Old men sleep a lot. I am thinking of going down the street and seeing how Caleb and Emily are doing settling into their new home. I do not know what I could do to help. I could just go down there and see if I could be of any help. All I am doing here at home is falling asleep. Carol plans to go down there and help after she has slept a couple of hours. I got up this morning around 6:47 AM. I spent the morning doing the same old shit. I messed with our main computer this morning and then wrote in my paper diary. I was too wasted this morning to read so I sat feeling blown out. Now it is 11:55 AM. Last night I made a video for my Youtube channel and watched television till 12:30 AM. Now it is another day in the death flow. Well I suppose I will close to brush my teeth and maybe drive over to Caleb and Emily's to see how things are going. I am trying to recall the last book I attempted to read today or last night. I do not remember. My memory is fading in my old age. Existence keeps speeding by! 12:02 p.m. - 2018-08-29 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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