Many of us are guilty of wishful thinking. Few more so than me. The events of the last few weeks have given me a lot to think about, to dream about. To hope for. Your fault, heh.
Dangerous thing, this. Hope. Lost it a long time ago.
So I've decided to discard it. The cliché of there always being hope is a nice thought, but with hope comes expectation and the possibility of disappointment and heartbreak. Again.
I'm not pessimistic though. Even though I'm sad.
Just realistic. Thoughtful, pensive, broody.
Things don't happen unless you do something, I believe. So that's what I'll do. What I'm doing. Right place at the right time. Right person.
Holding that thought. Holding on for you.
Also, hello to the new visitors.
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