Out of work, did more packing, walked the dog, rainy & humid out, pretty sweaty, should probably shower.

What I'm actually going to do is run some errands, pack stuff into the car, drive it to Greenfield & unload it. Then shower. Maybe.

Rough, hairy beast. Eight hands.

"Whatsoever therefore is consequent to a time of Warre, where every man is Enemy to every man; the same is consequent to the time, wherein men live without other security, than what their own strength, and their own invention shall furnish them withall. In such condition, there is no place for Industry; because the fruit thereof is uncertain; and consequently no Culture of the Earth; no Navigation, nor use of the commodities that may be imported by Sea; no commodious Building; no Instruments of moving, and removing such things as require much force; no Knowledge of the face of the Earth; no account of Time; no Arts; no Letters; no Society; and which is worst of all, continuall feare, and danger of violent death; And the life of man, solitary, poore, nasty, brutish, and short."

Been packing books, makes me realize how many books I've read, somewhat. Doesn't help much.