hope springs eternal

and depression looms over it (hope) just waiting for a sign of weakness (shhhh, pretend they care) and so it goes and so it goes and you're the only one who knows (what?) whether it is genius or folly or bullsugar or just a load of crap or structured or random or lost time, the bottom line is everything changes even when no one pays attention and new things begin again and old things end whatever may come or go, it is there and (poof) gone (where?) in the blink of an eye, aye and Bugs Webbot knew that in the end I might only have one request (what?)...


wait, there's chocolate :)