I've learnt hope is a guileful little fellow.
Where ever he goes, whoever he follows, he is never alone. He works in close coordination with his accomplice, expectation. And let me tell you, together they are one fatal combination. So fatal, that once they strike, they leave you forever doubtful. Which is just as well because that way, you're forced to take life as it comes. One day at a time. Until you obviate all disappointment and live to be a little more content. And a little less hopeful.