Some days hope seems like the most the improbable and unjustified of options. How wonderful, then, that we somehow still manage to set our hopes aloft, even if we have no idea where they might travel.
What hope do you set forth into the world?
Some days hope seems like the most the improbable and unjustified of options. How wonderful, then, that we somehow still manage to set our hopes aloft, even if we have no idea where they might travel.
What hope do you set forth into the world?