Tonight, my gutsiness will mean nothing to any of you.
It only means the world to me.
My gutsiness is to dare to hope that a deeply shallow and materialistic yet important (to me) prayer may have been answered, this evening.
Hope, hope, hope.
I dare to hope. And smile while I do so. :D
PS: Sorry to be cryptic. I WILL shout it from the rooftops if it comes to pass. Don't you worry. (No. I'm not dating/engaged/preggers. So don't waste a thought on that.)