I guess everyone would agree on me when I say that sometimes, anticipating or the anticipation of something is better than the real thing or that particular thing you’re waiting for. Well I guess for me, it’s most of the time. For instance, Friday has always been my favorite day because I anticipate the coming weekend, and it’s the day before the ‘official’ weekend, I mean because some people even consider Friday as weekend. I’m usually in that happy giddy mood (oops, I’m always in that mood), I mean the extra happy giddy mood. But when the weekend comes, I end up losing that ‘feeling’. I’m having a hard time articulating what I meant, but you know what I mean, right?
The same thing goes with opening gifts, for Christmas or Birthdays or for whatever occasion. It’s usually the part where you guess what’s inside, and you impatiently open the package, and after that, of course you’re thankful for whatever the package contains, but the blissful feeling of opening the package does not stand in comparison to what you feel when you already know what’s the actual thing. (Hmm, I hope I’m making sense. I haven’t written anything in a long time now.)
For the past few weeks, or days, I have been feeling the same thing. It’s like I’m waiting for this thing to happen.. event to occur.. well okay, I’m trying to be cryptic here :) But I have come to realize, that it’s really a sad thing when the thrill of ‘opening the gift’ is actually better than the ‘gift’, right? Because it’s really meant to be the other way around. The reason why you’re supposed to be having that elated feeling while you’re waiting is because you’re supposed to get something really wonderful in the end.
Thing is, this week, my euphoric feeling has already died down.. even before Friday came.
Was my anticipation better than the real deal? That, I have yet to find out.
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