at what point do we become disenchanted? with things or life in general? with people as a whole or certain ones? is it when life or they have let us down enough times? when we've given chance after chance only to have them still not man up? or maybe it's when we realize that no matter what, they will never live up to even their own potential, let alone your dream of them (in regard to you? see: selfishness). or is it when you simply find something new and shiny and full of colorful prospects and airy possibilities?
maybe its all a good thing- it gets your head out of the clouds so you can focus on reality and what really could be... lets you focus on attainable goals and desires, not fantasies and 11:11 wishes...
i don't know... these things fill my head at 4 a.m.
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