Thinking on paper

It's in these moments of quiet solitude that I become invincible. I make plans for a better life - going back to school, joining a gym, being a better parent, getting up earlier to start a healthier, more productive morning routine and things like that. I also think about love or rather daydream about it - what it would feel like, how it would look, the fundamentals of something sustainable and immeasurable. I am suddenly aware that my life and my happiest thoughts are fueled by hope. Hope. What a powerful aphrodisiac.