Hope is a real thing

A friend once asked me "what's so wrong if I want my life without any trouble, and if I don't happen to like difficulties, in general? Is it wrong to expect a life without problems? I had not replied then. But I know such a life is only a fantasy.

Hope is a real thing. And I firmly hold on to it, even when I am at peak of my pessimism and everything morbid in my heart, desperately making me want to quit. Wanting to quit and really quitting are two different things. So, hold on ... literally...to whatever. Because I think randomness of life can not only fool us but also bring us rewards.