… is when you wake up seeing the brighter.
… is when you feel a little bit lighter.
… is when you speak a little bit softer.
… because that is what will get you there.
… because it is the only ingredient to revive you.
Without hope how can you possibly breathe?
Or possibly dream?
Why clog precious miracles with dull moments?
Why live in dead dreams?
It’s just the beginning.
It will end, for the better.
Until then, dream.
But with that, you hope.
Because hope is when you wake up seeing the brighter.
Because hope is when you feel a little bit lighter…