Once upon a time there was a little hope,lonely and needed a friend. One day, along came gut ...offering to be friends with hope and they became the best of friends . And since that day they knew that together they could never be wrong!
The story maybe lousy but it is true...and true stories are often boring...maybe some day I will be able to write something more interesting...a fairytale maybe...

Is it still a story if no one reads it? How do you write it if you don't know the end? What if there is no end?
There is a dream I see so often that now it is hard to tell it apart from reality....
Why is my chain of thought always so erratic?!!