In a strange twist of events, something that I expected to happen did not. Instead, the opposite of what I expected to happen happened. It was bewildering, and frustrating. It got under my skin and it has become incorrigibly irritating.
My friend said, “No expectations, no disappointments.”
I don’t buy that. How can a person live without expectations? It’s like telling a fish to live out of water. It is with expectations that life goes on. Like expecting to see tomorrow, or expecting to be able to catch my next breath.
I am going to die. Aren’t we all?
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