It's a beautiful spring evening here in New York. Sometimes when the weather gets warm I get a little restless and even though I've had a full day, the urge to go out and savor the energy of warm weather by immersing myself in it overtakes me. And so it did tonight.
The new season fills me with unreasonable hope--despite the fact that someone whose ad I answered never called when he said he would (probably dealing with all the other responses he's gotten that have turned his head), twice disappointing me. But the disappointment is softer than it used to be--as I said, unreasonable hope! Maybe that's the only kind of hope there is.