Its cold (albeit colder days have passed) and overcast...looming threat of cold rain...Joe is still regaining his gusto for the day...i wonder what today will bring for his fortunes and mine
I have a hankering for the festivities at the Blue Point Brewery in East Patchogue today, if i can emancipate Joe's entrapped psyche, just maybe he might be able to enjoy himself.
I've been told by many over the span of my lifetime, that i am a peculiar individual who has a knack for saying and doing the unexpected...
Expect what?
that
this
and how far exactly
Wake up Joe
wake up before its too late
Dreams are just that
Sleep
sleep to rest
dream to fly
See you in your dreams
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