Friends In All Places

I have had little to no sleep, but I am still kickin.  It is Valentine's Day, after all.  I refuse to be dreary and weary.  The sun is out and I will wear a smile with my red blouse.  I do believe that I am living through the hell, and one day I will have the option of many plans on this day, and oh so many flowers and floral arrangements.  Maybe the most dominant, and almighty, albeit richy riches, men on the planet are finding their quarters much more like a jail cell today, and their relationships their slavery.  We can work it out.  I see flowers on TV, and can't they just be for me, in my mind and memory.  The disdain my way, in the future, has gone away, and I am appreciated for just being me to infinity.  I feel one officer of the law approaching with all his moxy.  He has what he wants, but now he understands that it is not what he really NEEDS.  I travel alone, but I travel none the less.  I run across soldiers of all nations, in person and in telepathy, and I say HEY to Tony Thornburg today.  He is a friend from Indy, and I won't list his notorieties here, I will just say that today would be a great day for you to put on your chef pants and cook me a friendly meal followed by a game of BACKGAMMON.  I do not know how to play.  Maybe you can teach me, or else we can play gin.  Rich men have stayed rich and gotten richer, and their bank balances stay off the stock market and TV.  Internationally, it is all hush hush, but KNOWN by many.  I want my own money in my bank account, and a jet to fly overseas.  Blue Eyes, you did not make it into a dream because I was unable to sleep due to a very loud onslaught of Satanism with Wiccan woven in infinitely all night and into the day.  Keep trying.  We will get it right.  It is a Western holiday, but I bravely said, "Happy Valentine's Day," to one of the workers at my lunchenette.  Hey JOE, don't go away.  Peyton will ACTUALLY drive the pace car at The Daytona 500, on Sunday.  Rent a jet and just GO all by yourself.  Pretend that I am just sitting next to you eating popcorn and The Marion County Line Deputy will tunnel through and give you a whole new view.  Happy V-DAY!