It feels oh so grand to sit here with wet uncombed hair and an undecided future

to wonder about the secrets of everyone's life

to lye in the bath and hope that the something in the wonderfully scented water drags me down to a better place

and wish i didn't write corny entries

and wish that i knew what was going on

and wish and hope and think

"here's to us fools that have no meaning, i tip my glass to you"