OK I'm not really hopeful. Instead, I'm reading a book called Northeaster about a blizzard that took place in Maine (on the day I was born! That was coincidental but adds to my pleasure). I know streets & lakes & roads that are mentioned. It made me intensely homesick for a minute, although not so much for Maine as for being 20 & footloose, with everything still to come. I'm happy to have met my friends & lived my life, happy to be me now, but there's some sorrow in having so much of it behind me.
An hour after I wrote this, I ran across this quote from Dag Hammarskjold: Do not look back. And do not dream about the future, either...Your duty, your reward—your destiny—are here and now.