Friday, July 19, 2019

I was awake most of the night.  Images of past failures kept popping up.  And questions.  Why did you do that? I tried to answer the questions and thus remained awake.  Finally, I got up, had a snack and read more of SPYING ON THE SOUTH.

Sitting outside in the shade eating my post nap buttered popcorn and watching the sky.  The cloud bank in the distance.  Small chunks of fog break away and drift across the sky, twisting and thinning in the sun and wind until they disappear. And more come like icebergs breaking off the glacier.  I sit watching until the popcorn is done and the butter licked off my fingers.

IPhone message.  ”My name is Bill.  My wife and I are looking for a home in your area.  Would you consider an offer for your home?”  NO.