It's Wednesday, and time to talk about things I like as opposed to the multitude of things that piss me off, depress me or bore me to nearly to death.
So let's start by getting a little abstract. I love anticipation. In fact, anticipation is the function I've adopted for getting through tough days and making time pass with a little bit of joy. Lucky for me, I'm easily impressed so it doesn't take much for me to look forward to something.
Take this weekend, for example. I'll be going over to a friend's house to watch the Superbowl. That, alone, got me through about a week and a half and counting. The idea that you're working toward something, getting closer all the time, it gives me energy.
The fun part is I'm starting to pass this idea along to my oldest daughter, who is prone to counting down to major events in her young life anyway. We make homemade advent calendars and birthday countdowns, we do math to figure out how many days before she can go see Grandma or Sesame Street Live and she's started to take on the counting and anticipation by herself. I'm sort of glad.
Here's the rare thing - I'm rarely let down. I don't know if I pick particularly fun events or if I'm so unimaginative that I can't conjure anything better than what will happen. Either way, the biggest pitfall of this particular like has managed to avoid me.
Football's fine. Movies are good or dissappoint. Trips are great. But waiting for them...ahh, there's beauty in that, no?
So let's start by getting a little abstract. I love anticipation. In fact, anticipation is the function I've adopted for getting through tough days and making time pass with a little bit of joy. Lucky for me, I'm easily impressed so it doesn't take much for me to look forward to something.
Take this weekend, for example. I'll be going over to a friend's house to watch the Superbowl. That, alone, got me through about a week and a half and counting. The idea that you're working toward something, getting closer all the time, it gives me energy.
The fun part is I'm starting to pass this idea along to my oldest daughter, who is prone to counting down to major events in her young life anyway. We make homemade advent calendars and birthday countdowns, we do math to figure out how many days before she can go see Grandma or Sesame Street Live and she's started to take on the counting and anticipation by herself. I'm sort of glad.
Here's the rare thing - I'm rarely let down. I don't know if I pick particularly fun events or if I'm so unimaginative that I can't conjure anything better than what will happen. Either way, the biggest pitfall of this particular like has managed to avoid me.
Football's fine. Movies are good or dissappoint. Trips are great. But waiting for them...ahh, there's beauty in that, no?
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