a dream-like state of being

the past few days have passed by in a manner that can only be described as surreal.
serendipitous coincidences, interesting turns of events and the feeling that the world has fallen down around you. and yet, a crazy sort of anticipation emerges, one that makes you feel that everything happens for a reason. not fate, not destiny, but a higher cause.

it feels like that fallen world will be rebuilt into something bigger and better, and while the reconstruction might take a little time, the end product is definitely something worth waiting for.

i think this feeling is called hope.

and i know i like it.