Joe McDonough

Endless Morning

Ꚛ The story in this little black book might be a dream. At this point I really have no idea. I have never written in a dream, so does that make this real? The impossibility of this situation cannot be anything but a dream and yet I can cry and love and feel pain, so it must be real? If this story is real and someone reads this, then this surreal journey was beyond anything I could understand or explain.