Sunday, July 17, 2011
Make Good Dreams, My Friends
Make good dreams. That's what I usually tell Eddie when I am saying goodnight to him. It's my way of wishing him well until I see him again, which in his case, will be in the morning. Not having much on my mind at the moment, other than getting a decent night's sleep, myself, to you I say, Make good dreams, my Brothers and Sisters. May you be held dear, in the bosom of the Infinite.
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