The mornings sometimes are hard to face

You lie in bed and think of nothing. It's morning and what has woken you up is the first glimmer of sunlight. Your body's relaxed and your muscles are inactive. Your brain thinks nothing and you know that you are balanced in harmony between alive and dead.

There is no telling what keeps you going, what makes you wake up, what drives you on, what, what what.... but something does and you make a move.

What is it that makes you get out of bed in the morning, that reaffirms it's ok to be alive again, that it's ok to go through the day and try?

There is hope deep inside all of us. Even on the bleakest, darkest day.

Hope.

Hope makes us do it.

Hope wins.