You're never guaranteed about next year. People ask what you think of next season, you have to seize the opportunities when they're in front of you.
They dined on mince, and slices of quince, Which they ate with a runcible spoon; And hand in hand, on the edge of the sand, They danced by the light of the moon.
Truth is not exciting enough to those who depend on the characters and lives of their neighbors for all their amusement.

