Hope is all we have

 I’m filled with a renewed sense of hope all of the sudden.

 Truthfully, I don’t know why I feel such hopefulness.

 Last Friday I went to the hospital to have a hernia surgically repaired. They stuffed a hose down my mouth and pumped me with air, then sliced and sewed and got my torn parts back in order.

 My throat is still throbbing. My torso feels like someone drove a locomotive into it. I slept...