Confirmation.

Well, I guess I got confirmation, at least.
And after that, consolation.

So now I'm just sad.  And lonely.
It was a dream come true... even if it only lasted for an hour.

Goodbye, dream.  I will certainly miss the thought of your coming true for more than an hour.



And, of course, there's so much else going on.  There always is.
And I could write tomes on it all.
But won't; choose not to.