At the end of the day, faith and hope are funny things together. They turn up when we really don't expect it. It's like, realizing one day that the FAIRY TALE (*think bike, girl, career) maybe a little different than we dreamt off. The castle, well, might turn up to be a cottage after all. The prince or princess might just be the jester or the chambermaid. And it's not so important, happy ever after, rather, happy right now. Cause sometimes, once in a while, people might just surprise you, blow you off your feet, or make your heart skip a beat. But the thing is,
should you wait for it to happen,
or pray that Mr Gateau will build a clock that runs backwards?
