Can’t say I didn’t see it coming.
To a certain extent, I feel relief .Like I’ve just come down from a long, intense trip, seeing things clearly for the first time.
Persistent irrational hoping can be a serious disease.

Still, the irony of everything amazes me.
It is as if, throughout our lives, we get to act in the same
film again and again and again. Only each time you get a different part. Yesterday you played the victim, today you are the villain, tomorrow you might be the hero…or the badly-paid extra
who dies in the first scene. The worst thing is, they don’t even give you some time to practice.

So, you may be wondering what comes next. But there are other questions you should be asking .Such as, How do I get out? When will I learn? And, more importantly, Who the hell is watching this?

Let pride be our shield and cynicism our fuel. It never ends.