severe hangovers have a way of putting things into perspective

now that you've been broken down,
got your head out of the clouds,
back down on the ground.
you don't talk so loud, you don't walk so proud,
maybe next time,
we'll get it right...

Not an alcoholic hangover but one from a sweet dream that's almost painful to wake up from.
That's what you get from entertaining wistful thoughts. Should have listened to the logical side, how many times do I have to learn? Seen it coming long ago, so many obvious signs, yet the subconscious psyche is simply addicted to the endless cycle of impossible goals, self denial and eventual awakenings.

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To cut short the useless self sympathies, its back to that old room, wait for the dust to settle down, pick myself up and move on. The fuzzy hangover will linger, but it'll clear. Time will fade the memories, it always does.

So easy to blame life for being unfair, when it's not going in your favor, but more often than not, we're guilty of exploiting this unfairness to our advantage. And not to forget, for every unfortunate situation, countless others have it much worst.

This chapter ends*.

Time to start afresh, create new dreams and perhaps walk into the next delusion.

*Any further interventions will take the situation out of proportion. The decision was made, the scene will play out and we'll just have to accept the outcome.