Too bad I can't visualize things all too well. Well, I guess it's not hard to see myself playing some really good piano or imagining how accomplished I'll feel when my freelance writing career takes off. Eh, I'll take inspiration where I can get it from.
After a while, you just can’t cry anymore. You just have to believe that what happens is what’s supposed to happen and you can’t change that, even if you tried. So just dry the tears and hope that tomorrow will be a better day.