Ode to Low Expectations

Woke up disoriented
in the midst of a raging storm

The insanity of today
on an endless loop display
trapped within my weary head

My recurring nightmares
pounding at the bolted door
seeking entrance 
to today's fragile reality

Or could it all simply
be a half remembered dream
that was corrupted
by rogue misinterpretation?

Maybe things ain't as bad
as they currently seem to be

Perhaps I actually seek refuge
in all the negativity
swirling in the toxic breeze?

Expect the worst
and minimize the hurt

Find twisted solace
when disasters don't exceed
hyper gloomy expectations

Take up residence
beneath the low bar
of worse case scenarios

Embrace and celebrate
the small victories
in our glass is half full
kingdom of positive perceptions