There'a something subtly terrifying about the sound of the clock - tick tock tick tock - like it's the world's reminder that we shouldn't waste our time on something unimportant. Yet, here we are writing our hearts out, never knowing if these words create an impact.

But I have to gamble. Read or not.
I choose hope.
"Hope" how lovely that word is. I think hope is the most beautiful word, at par with faith and love. It is belief in the positive, belief in all good things, belief that the future is good even if it's yet to be seen.

*"May your choices reflect your hopes and not your fears"