Thursday, May 7, 2026
In the morning NYT newspaper, I read the names of books winning a Pulitzer this year. I want these books immediately, maybe from the library or to purchase. I feel desperate. I know if I hold out from taking action the feeling will change. But what is it I think having these books will add to my life. There is a transitory feeling of something missing in my life that other people have and I don’t.
A quiet day at home as the day warms up. I check out the plants and flowers in the back garden. I fantasize building a ramp to help with the front stairs. I read for hours about dark secrets of the small Irish town created by Tana French.
My roommate is busy with her planting in the back yard. My youngest grandson graduates on Friday from college back East. I check the financial section of the paper hoping to read of good jobs for college graduates. We are living in horrendous times.
We are watching MARGO NEEDS MONEY on Apple+. Poignant and funny. I also watch the News hour on PBS. My ballot has arrived and I am not yet ready to choose the best candidate for governor.