My Not so Great Expectations

i don't know what to think. all of a sudden, the thing that i look up to with so much promise and hope scattered into pieces. the initial reaction is to resist it but then it gets harder everyday. and it's actually the getting to the point that is the hardest part. i just realized, after much whining and wallowing in misery, that it's just a transitory experience, not an end in itself. true, tears could make us see things far clearly, as far as a telescope. as what they say, when you look back after this, be kind. Kind of what? i think i'd rather smile with a middle finger straight out. Peace out, Rabbit!