I am looking forward to something. I don't know what it is yet. Well I have hope for one but I odds are high that it is not going to happen. The reason I know is because the last dozen times I have hoped for this thing it doesn't come to be. I would say I am tired of having my hopes dashed but the thing is I am not. I don't if that is good or bad or just naieve. Proably the last. I can't help but hope. There are times when I thought my hope was taken away and then I had yet to find it was completely in place. Am I just naieve maybe but I would rather be that then hopeless. Hope feels to good to let go.