Got off work.  Went to Taco Bell.   Ate in their dining room.

Went straight to my nearly cleaned out apartment.

Took a bath.

Laid down on the downstairs “sofa” mattress. Fell asleep about seven o’clock.

Woke up to buddy Ronny calling at ten thirty. Went back to sleep.

Slept slept slept slept.

Looked at the clock around two thirty.

Slept slept slept.   Not a depressing trying to escape my head kind of sleep, but

a nice comfortable I deserve some rest and I cherish this moment of freedom and

solitude and I feel like I’m beginning a sort of healing process that will taper off

into a higher degree of peace than I’ve had in a long time if ever sort of sleep.

Looked at the clock around four thirty. Went back to sleep.

Slept slept slept.

Six thirty. Slept. Eight thirty. Slept.

Finally got up at nine.  Moved at the pace I found most comfortable.

Walked outside. Got in my truck. Started it. Went driving down the road. Slept.

Not really.

Feeling pretty nice today.