Just because I sat up that Thursday morning, early early, at exactly 12:26:00am -- to the second. This was running through my head. And I knew then, from that point on, that everything would be alright. Regardless of what happens with school, with my relationships, family; regardless of the negative things that will occur eventually (and inevitably), everything will be okay.
Though my optimism faded by the end of that day, a mere twenty-four hours later, it's still been lying at the back of my mind: that tiniest grain of truth. Faith. And despite my unending anger and cynicism and resentment, I still can't drop this feeling. It's kind of nice.