Sunday, July 13, 2025

     Another cold morning eating breakfast in my bedroom wrapped in a blanket.  Cold wet fog outside. I could turn on my heater but I don’t. I am stuck with the power of ideas, It is July, no heater. Maybe a lot of my life is controlled by ideas rather than evaluating the present time, free from rules and words.

     An old friend installs more coolant in my 17 year old car. I order three cans from Amazon and he has the equipment. Amazon doesn’t let me order just one can. I remind my old friend that he can’t die this year because next July he has to add more coolant to the car. If I die my kids will contact him for his help. We are laughing so hard at the idea of dying we nearly fall over.

     I am glad to finally finish THE UNDYING. Reading her cancer stories makes me so sad. I relate to her reports on her harsh treatments. Now I am reading the novel DREAM COUNT.

     Last night I watch the documentary movie, DEAR MS, A REVOLUTION IN PRINT. the history of MS magazine. I was inspired by every issue of MS MAGAZINE. The footage of the early years of the feminist movement shows the difficulties of being a woman in the late twentieth century. It was a time of learning and understanding how life really worked for women, and finding a way to create a better life.