Blink, and you miss. Don’t, and you’ll stillmiss my willpower, it is that fickle.Every thought, plan, goal, and dream,Doomed to fail like the hammer and sickle. I marshal my thoughts. I plan my day.Do I bite off more than I can chew?I beseech myself to face my battles,pray that this isn’t another Waterloo. I actively … Continue reading Hopes