Tuesday Morning in New Diary

  • July 18, 2017, 2:55 a.m.
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My worker came yesterday. She took me to Wal Mart. I bought some groceries. Order came to more than I was to spend. Oh well I have plenty of food. After that we stopped at Tudors I got a Ron Biscuit. We were talking later. She asked me what was the craziest thing I ever did. I told her I hitchhiked to Colorado. This was in t he early 70s I was trying to make it to California. I said I wanted to be a hippie. She thought that was the funniest thing. I also said I been to Mexico when younger. She asked what I was doing there,. I didn’t want to tell her. She said did you get a hooker? I said yes. She was laughing. She said I was a crazy man when I was younger,.

She was talking about her first husband. She said he never paid child support. I said I paid my child support. When I first got on SSI I tried to send my ex money. She never wanted it never cashed a check. She asked me why I said they never wanted me in her life. I said she was being a big time bitch. She said that was too bad.

I had a lot of reading yesterday afternoon. I finished two more chapters in my book. I was reading some pretty depressing stuff I was reading about the religious wars in Europe The author was talking about the Thirty Years War from 1618-1648 I always read a chapter on the persecution of people who were accused of witchcraft. He was talking about the Salem witch trials in colonial times. He was also going on about how almost anyone could be accused. These two chapters were kind of depressing

I wasn’t too hungry last night. I ate half a sub. I didn’t watch the news last night because I was too caught up in my book. I think I went to bed early around 7:30 I had some very weird dreams last night.

I remember this one dream. I was dreaming about the end of WWII. Everything was in ruins and people were starving. I was dreaming about how GIs were talking and trying to play with orphans living on the streets. They were giving them food and candy. in this other dream I was dreaming about this kid. He was no more than a toddler. He was upset because his mother who made him wear what looked like a dress,. There was this young pretty woman a blonde who was playing with him. . She was trying to comfort him by telling him it was not a dress.

I was up for a little bit around one. I ate half a sub I bought at Wal Mart. I went back to bed and laid down. I went back to sleep. It is

I am going out again today. I have an appointment with my therapist at 4

LIfe is good


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