April Fool

You tried. You did your best. You put it out there, all polished up, all spiffy. You thought is was really good, really important, one of the most important things that you had learned in this long life. That was good. You took the crazy path and sang your crazy song. It doesn't matter than no one cared or sang along or listened. Now it's done and you can let it go. You did your part, and sometimes that works, hits a note that resonates with what people want to read, and sometimes it doesn't. Your roulette marble just landed in a losing slot. That's all. No biggie. Time to move on, to dance your way into the next silly undertaking.