'EPHEMERALITY' Misty, cloudy mind; I feel too disconnected. My thoughts need order. I understand now: "Out of sync" and "out of reach"; Two perfect phrases. What would I give, now? To feel attached to the world? A priceless feeling. The mistake I make? In feeling fleeting despair To be permanent. Each day? It brings gifts: Hope and possibility. So we must reach out. Write yourself a note: DESPAIR IS EPHEMERAL. Stick it on your fridge.