Some days I get this feeling – this feeling in the pit of my gut, fluttering towards my heart. This feeling that something good is going to happen, just around the river bend. Call me crazy, call me naive, call me overly hopeful, but that feeling is there. It’s not there all the time, it’s not there every day but that doesn’t give it any less value. It doesn’t mean that it’s wrong. I just wish I knew what exactly this good thing is so that I could figure out if I’m taking the right steps to get there. I wonder if anyone else feels this way sometimes.