You see
the key
is practice.
The kind
that is
so focused,
it has no choice
but to improve
every facet
of your insignificant
existence. And so,
I pretend
I am in a
perpetual
dram-state –
it convinces me
excellence is possible,
and also,
that disappointment
is a choice.
This may(?)
only be learned
through experience.
(Trust is
a paper shield in the rain.)
