i have always trusted my instinct
i almost always never doubted it more than anything else
it is sometimes misinterpreted as pessimism
but expecting something negative to come up
differs from being negative from the beginning
i don’t know when, how or why i stopped
or just lost my track of my instinct
but i have a good feeling
that this year might just be the year
i’m about to get it back again
pessimism aside
i think
my negative expectations
and the positive validations
just landed me on the right road
of regaining my instinctive powers
expecting the worst
is not not being hopeful
it is just that
there is a fine line
between hope and false hope
if there is any consolation to this
it is that
it always feels good to be right
even if it means being right
about the a negative outcome
