and it goes on

Sometimes I think I'm gonna be one of those people who will end up lying on the couch of my shrink's office while I talk convolutedly about my seemingly important problems to him who in turn will intermittently mutter "uh-huh" to make it seem like he's mildly interested and then I will walk out of that office convincing myself that I feel better and I will believe that delusion for a while and hours will pass and then I'll feel empty again and the whole cycle repeats itself.