Was up early. Rumblings of discontent in the mindspaces. Can’t wait for my new phone. Managed to get cleaned and took a shower. Brushed. Had mayo and chili (Uncle Don’s) sandwiches for breakfast. The army of evil marches on, over the crushed spirits of the god-fearing. Such are these end times.
Washes of emotion overcome me. The evil spirits of my family, and those that deal with playouts. Must be strong. Do the right things. Save beautiful souls for the golden city. Parcel is late arriving at the delivery point, somehow. Had to get cleaned again. Was good. No constipation.
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I helped Dad and Mom with the household chores and am feeling refreshed. I submitted a game idea to a publisher and am waiting for any good news. The phone I ordered is at the delivery hub right now but it's doubtful that it will arrive this evening. Hope it works well. It cost half a grand. Such good times are upon us if we only heed the Lord and lay our lives before his feet. Yet to finish debugging Tell. Maybe do a session tonight instead of fidgeting over the parcel and the game advance.
Planning to head out tomorrow to the downtown mall after receiving my parcel. Can’t wait for Sunday to come. Feeling comforted tho restless. Yesterday, well over 400 people read this blog. I think it was the highest it ever had. I do not yet know what is the main reason my journal is being read so much. Maybe it’s other mentally challenged people.
Brushed and took my meds. Will work out briefly now and then organize my thoughts for some new stories before bed at 12am. Just something to take away others' feelings of distress. There is a way for everyone to go to heaven if they would only contemplate -and this forms the core of my new stories.
Feeling a bit sore headed so I worked out less, anyway I did lots of housework earlier. Almost 10:30pm.
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