Today I’m wondering if I’ll get any sleep.
I’m wondering how Colin was able to holler for so long this morning in protest.
I’m hoping a huge sack of cash will fall from the sky and land on my doorstep.
Today I’m hoping I’ll be able to do something I actually want to do, and not just the stuff that needs to be done.
I’m hoping I can start to keep all the promises I make to myself in my head.
I’m wondering if Obama can actually do it now that he’s got the gig.
Today I’m hoping the fog clears both from outside my window and in my head.