I Believe that We're Meant to Fly

I realized yesterday that the things in life that affect me the most do so because, sometimes, I don't have the faith to believe that they'll get better - that I'll do better next time; that he'll come around; that October will come again; that I'll be swept off my feet; that, someday, we'll be reunited.

Try it sometime. Believe that tomorrow will be brighter.