Disenchantment has too many syllables

Preoccupied with dad's disapproval, I missed a chance to laugh with my best friend.

Mindful of my misfit amongst colleagues, I forgot to kiss my girl at the lights.

Wrapped up in the state of my finances, I didn't hear the words of my favorite song.

I'm done with this shit.

Acceptance is finally kicking in today. Disenchantment over a less-than-ideal-everything is finally blowing over, and the spirit is cranking sleepily into motion again. With money & budgeting being one of the recent issues, it isn't quite the ideal libran life, but hey.. there is a deal in idealists.

So I learn to deal.