It was a pretty basic Friday afternoon for Joe. He gotten into work and began doing his job. But today seemed off, and he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
When the clock hit 1;45, meaning the end of Joe's shift. He got a good, excited feeling because he's off work for the weekend. but even after his burst of happiness, he still felt uneasy, and he didn't know why.
Joe took his daily drive home. While driving through a hustling New York City, Joe felt lonely. At that moment, Joe got sad and depressed. He wasn't sure why he was feeling this way but he knew he needed to change his life up.
Joe, being the insanely rich business man he is, just got right in his boat and booked it. He didn't care where he was going, he just wanted to be away. But then Joe suddenly had a stroke, he was dying very quickly.
When Joe woke up from his 3 hour long coma, his head hurt a lot. He sat up and turned around to see the two creepiest creatures he's seen in his whole life. The sky was black and he thought he might have a heart attack. Joe was terrified.
So instead of letting these two freaks kill him, Joe decided to just start swimming. Joe didn't know where he'd go or end up, but he didn't care. Because in these moments Joe felt his most alive. Some say Joe is still swimming to this day, and I sure hope that's true.