QUOTE : making me feel alive. I switch on the kitchen radio and “Keep Hope Alive” fills the small open space. The Crystal Method reminds me of early high school. I turn it up as loud as I can and plop down on the couch. Leaning my head back on the cushion I close my eyes, take a deep breath, and smile, letting the electronic pull of the music lift me up. Hope creeps back into my soul. When it ends I stand and stride with purpose to the fridge and pause. I grab the sharpie in the pencil holder and cross out number one on my list. Done. * * * * * “That was odd, what the hell?” Ben hollers two seats over to me. “Yeah seriously, what’d you do to her hand?” John asks. “I have no idea.” I shrug, still slightly stunned. When she sat next to me I couldn't tear my