Please don't ask me to explain this

Too much time spent on thinking only leads to possibilities you would never consider...sometimes good, mostly bad.

The trick is to dismiss them as unlikely outcomes,

both the dreams and the nightmares.

What you're left with is the truth...

that you are subject to the capricious nature of this world.

I believe that I can make my own choices

yet why then do I keep making the wrong ones?

Some say that I am too sensitive for such a saturated world,

too indifferent to the machinations of social life.

So I sit here...

ever the optimist...

haunted by the worst nightmare imaginable:

Reality