Are We Built For This? Were we programmed to dream but expect reality; assembled to succeed but anticipate failure; built to live but wait for death; constructed to love but presume heart ache; put together to socialize but look forward to solitude? Or Are we supposed to find reality in our dreams; let failure pave the way to success; permit death to show us the vibrance of life; allow heartache to teach us to love; agree to let solitude explain how to appreciate being together?