Alone. Lonely. The nights spent walking the dim city streets, looking inward at the isolation, the sheltered solitude within our wandering heavy hearts. Trapped and huddled in cold, clear confusion, Hopelessness is a fleeting moment, a confused choice we make in the face of ambient adversity. We are mistaken, embarrassed and ashamed of ourselves, though this is the expressive revelation that the good in our dreaming minds is always revealing, and there will therefore be meaning to be found.