I guess that is the thing with expectations, try as you may at some point we all have them - consequently at some point we must expect disappointment.
Life is filled with moments of great expectations and even greater disappointments. I couldn't help but have this as my second thought of the morning - the catalysts being the day's even, or rather how the day turned out. I've heard the adage when life hands you lemons you make lemon juice - and also life is a bitch, treat it like one. But honestly, when life hands you lemons (a bad situation or disappointment) is your first thought to make juice (deal with it) - not likely. What is more likely is for you to experience emotions ranging anywhere from anger to sadness; after going through the spectrum of emotions and having done some assessment and critical thinking can you begin to process the "making juice out of lemons" part - only then can life go on.
Expectations, what would life be without them - likewise what would life be without the occasional disappointment. In case you had not figured it out I had an expectation and that all it was - a thought which never materialised and left me moderately (maybe) disappointed.
Mai a, c'est la vie oui.
I have of late taken the view that no matter how rebellious, unconventional, non-conformist we would like to think ourselves, we are at some point always part of a similar grouping of people. We are never truly leaders, but followers. Followers, I prefer to refer to us as sheep; because at one point or another in our life we are all sheep. This is a place to express myself, vent my frustration with the sheepdom, and relieve my boredom. It is my therapy for all that contributes to my neurosis.
Monday, November 1, 2010
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