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.)