Hope

I hope the weather starts behaving like spring soon.

I hope the squirrel stops eating my bird food.

I hope Carlos (and everyone else I know with the man flu) feels better soon.

I hope I don't freak out when Freya goes to Italy in a fortnight.

I hope tomorrow isn't as bad as my Sunday night blues makes me feel it might be.

I hope you all had a good weekend.

I hope it will all be fine.

It will all be fine.

Won't it?

I hope so.