We call this "hope." It's that thing that keeps us going when it's dark, the proverbial light at the end of the tunnel. It's the emotion we feel when we talk to someone who understands what we're going through and can give us some direction. It's the mixed feelings we experience when we "get a yes" from a potential date.
Hope is the thing with feathers; it's the feeling that blossoms slowly from within, pulling you away from despair.
Hope is about possibility, dark clouds fading and sunshine peeking through trying to enter your world. It's empowering, a push to continue trying and moving forward. A phoenix emerging from ashes.
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