Sometimes, life feels like a tricky trek through a field of mud. Sometimes, it's a merry dance through a meadow. What makes the difference? It's not money, as many a miserable millionaire will testify. It's not love. That's fine when romance is new, grim when a bond is subject to stress. It's the existence of hope that makes us want to celebrate... and the apparent absence of it that creates despair. This time the cosmos offers you hope in abundance. If you want it to last, just be careful what you pin it on.