Yesterday, I had a little break time while Karolina was here, so I went to Solacki Park, and I sat down to listen to my book, Big Sir, written by Jack Kerouac. I've been reading and listening to Jack Kerouac since I was 16. My brother Walter, or Wally as we called him, turned me on to Jack many, many years ago. I still find comfort in the words that he wrote. Of course, the first book I read by him was On the Road, probably his most famous book. His style was so unusual back in the 1950s, and I think that's what brought him a lot of interest.
After I was done in the park, I went to the Apteka, because it was time to buy another vitamin for Joan.
Back at home, Karolina was just finishing up giving Joanh a shower, and when she was done, we talked for about 20 minutes.
Last night. I stayed up until about 2:00 in the morning answering emails and doing some postings to various resistance groups I belong to. Today I didn't wake up until 11:00. That's 9 hours, a lot of time for me to sleep.
In the afternoon, John and I listened to various classical guitar players on YouTube.
When it was time to make dinner, I chose the easy way out and defrosted some frozen chili I still had left over.
