Could you hang on to hope for me?
Only for a little while. Not too long.
It's just that I can feel it slipping from my grasp and I need to keep it in some safe hands while I do a bit of essential maintenance to my optimism tank, untangle my stress wires and buff up my zen bumpers.
I'd be ever so grateful.
And thank you, thank you for your words of encouragement and solidarity yesterday. It helped. A lot.