hope

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 "hope is the thing with feathers, that perches on the soul,
and sings the tune without the words, and never stops at all"
- emily dickinson

lately, every day seems to begin with hope. i suppose moving to a new place by yourself will do that to you.  i have hope that i'll meet new friends...hope that i'll be happy here...and hope that, in the overall journey of life, this is the place where i'm supposed to be.