hope

Posted on 24 May 2003 by Daniel Dessinger

my head is pounding left eyebrow pulsing with pain. the words i spoke in anger changed the world before my eyes. maybe it was just my heart, but either way i cannot move from this sofa. i cannot hope to succeed. i cannot say with confidence, "life will soon be good." i can hope. and that is what i do. i can moan, and i do that too. it just doesn't make sense that in all of this, all this bustling about, there is no more reason for making choice A versus choice B. than there is from choosing Coke or Dr. Pepper. it's all a matter of advertising and influence. some say it is an issue of taste, but we know that they are the ones responsible for marketing the good life.

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