Hope is the crutch of the unprepared. It’s the desperate lifesaver they cling to in an ocean of misery with no land in sight. It’s the lie they tell themselves that if something changes, they will survive the unforeseen threat drowning them. Hope isn’t about what they control. It’s about everything they don’t. Hope means fate and luck are in their corner. So they cling to it, because hope brings a measure of peace when they have no reason to be peaceful.
