As I said before, at this time the only people reading this blog are the few friends and family that I have referred it to, but the amazing thing is that in something like the internet I can speak to more than the people who have followed from the start. There is a chance, albeit a very slim one, that you (the person reading this post) have sifted through the archives and gone all the way back to the beginning. If no one else ever ends up reading this blog, they will never know that this soliloquy was addressed to them and it will be addressed no no one. If anyone does make it here, however, this is somewhat magical; speaking out of the past to one possible future that came to pass. If that person is you, then this is my message: thank you. I hope now against hope that someday I may be someone or write something interesting enough for this blog to really be something - not just a way for people to keep up with my life while I'm at college, but really something - and you are the realization of this. If you never read this I need not feel embarrassed for that hope, but hope is being able to imagine that world in which the one in a million happens and step out on a limb towards that. If you are out there, out in my future, know this: you can do anything, be anything, if you believe it is possible. If you believe enough to start things at the beginning that could grow with time to be even more than what you had hoped, that future is not just great, but magical. Few things can carry through time, and hope is one of the most essential. Love defies time and thus carries through, but a hope that is strong enough can know time, predict it, and speak through to an older world.