Saturday 4/12/25

7:37a.m. I’m above the dirt. I had a very bad night. I had many bad dreams that kept waking me up. In one dream someone from Misery Towers was going to kill me. I was at this sporting goods store. I was going to buy a pistol in for protection. I kept asking the owner about gun laws . Finially I bought a pistol and a box of amo. I put the gun in my pocket and walked home.

The care wasn’t that great either. I needed help a few times but nobody answered the call light. So I laid in urine half the night. The aides got me up for good by 5:00. I was one cranky old man. But I slept in my wheelchair for two hours. Then they served coffee and orange juice. The coffee made me feel better.

I chatted with Chocolatechip at 7:00. We exchanged stories about our dreams . She had a bad one where I we were living together. I had an affair. She let me have it. She also talked about her sister visiting tomorrow. They plan on going to Bob Evans, Walmart and Goodwill. We had a nice chat for thirty minutes.

I had a cheesy breakfast. They served two slices of toast, scrambled eggs and oatmeal cereal. I didn’t eat the cereal. Everything else was ok.