To live is to suffer, to survive is to find some meaning in the suffering.
Friedrich Nietzsche
HBJ I hope you found some happiness.
Another Sunday, 9:30 AM when the pictures were taken.. Fetch bags of catfood, fetch water, feed the cats, water the cats, boil water for coffee, write in my journal.
My day is simple, I am living by the only good advice my father ever gave me. Just Survive.
In a few days it will be my birthday, it is a miracle I have lasted this long. 3 major car accidents, 20 hours of surgery, countless hours of surgery, more than 30 hours under a knife.
I am boiling the water slowly, not to save propane but to give me time to write in here. I have already had time to feed the outside cat and take a few pics and have a GBM.
Priorities change as you age. The same pains are in play but a little less today. Arthitus, abdomen, kidney, back, knees wrist. Pain in my right calf, headaches, eyeaches. All accounted for, just less. Oh I forgot the chest pain around my heart that just made an apearance, with throat, bronchial passages and lungs. The worst pain is still abdomen. If I were a car I would be sold for scrap.😄
My water is coming too a boil. I am out of powdered whole milk. I ready to open an emergency can of evaporated. Yuck should have read that label, it was sugared evap milk that poured slower than molasses. Ruined a coffee that I will still drink. I didn’t even realize that such a product exsisted.
My water is boiled gotta go.
Ya you know it had to be this song.
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