once upon a time, I thought that I would always be excited about life.
and what it had to bring.
i was excited about growing up
going to college...
i was a boy then - sheltered from the harsh realities of life.
as it unfolded before me,
the more and more i lost my zest for life.
nothing moves me today
no greater than it did yesterday.
i don't look forward to much of anything
since it will probably be a disappointment anyway.