A few lines from my favorite lyricist Neil Peart of Rush explains my powerfully optimistic mood:
"Ceiling unlimited
Windows open wide
Look and look again, look again
Feeling unlimited
Eyes on the prize
Changes never end, never end ...
Hope is like an ancient river
The time is now again ..."
Being no stranger to irony, I often quote Peart, an avowed athiest, and yet draw a lot of religious and spiritual conclusions from him. I woke up at 4 a.m. today (what should have been a sleep-in-Saturday) with this song and a lot on my mind and knew it had to be shared.
I've been told by many friends that
