Do you ever wake up hoping something wonderful would happen to you? Hoping you can smile through the day without the hint of doubt? Hoping that the day will finally take you closer to the dreams you've always had?
I do. I woke up this morning with a hope. A hope of something delightful and joyous... bright and vibrant.
And then... even before I could take a grip on the day... Life poured a can of grey over it all.
So I stumbled and fumbled... and retraced my steps faultingly back to my cocoon. To my dreamlike state of quassi-existence.
Only to start a newer dream. Of a newer day...
