Got up early, before five am. Since I take a new pill I don't "have to" make trips to the loo every other hour. But I am so in the habit, that I get up and write in my journal.
This morning there was no mail, an unusual state of affairs. I was just too blame early. There is always news on AOL, thank goodness for that. But there is nothing to react to, or write about.
Oh, there's Halloween, but I am over-filled with Halloween. Television has for the past three weeks dragged out every horror story every produced, and shown them back to back. They even showed the original Frankenstein with Boris Karloff as the monster.
There's nothing to do but go back to bed.