The problem with me is that I'm always expecting something from some situation or someone, that's how I bring myself down every day. It's easy to be disappointed when nothing you expected occurs.

Two nights in a row and nothing; another freak coincidence and nothing; the right combination of words and nothing; the willingness to finally cooperate and nothing.

I can't expect anything anymore, I don't need another whole day of thinking what I believe I'm going to receive only to find myself with only a flat tire and a busted rim.

At least make it worth my drive there; at least make it worth me busting my ass at work to get out early; at least something.

... and I'm out of time again.