Tuesday, March 28, 2006

let down

You know when your favorite TV show is going to be on, and you've been thinking about it all day, looking forward to getting home from work or from school and taking off your shoes and putting on sweats and turning the heat up and curling up on your couch to watch? Because actually, you've been looking forward to this night for a whole week, ever since you saw the scenes-from-the-next and a smile broke out on your face because you can't wait to see what will happen, and you know whatever really does happen will be awesome because the show is JUST THAT GOOD?! You know that feeling when you are getting ready all day long long long long long, and then you arrive home and turn on the tube and find out instead there's a telethon?

Or..... how about when you are craving mint-chocolate-chip ice cream all afternoon and you decide you are going to go to the store to get some because you haven't had mint-chocolate-chip ice cream in AGES and it's your favorite flavor. For half an hour now you've been thinking about the cool mint taste and sucking out the chocolate chips and the minty ice-ness sliding down your throat. You put on some jeans and a top and you do your hair and slip on some nice shoes, and everything is all matchy-matchy, and you get your wallet and your phone and your keys and walk to the store. BUT THEY ARE OUT OF MINT-CHOCOLATE-CHIP.

Maybe you're the type that goes on a run every morning. You have your special running shoes, the comfy running outfits, specific stretches, your planned-out route. You need that morning run to feel normal and sane and happy and energetic. You need the run to think and plan and make decisions. You need your running time to be by yourself and listen to the sound of your footsteps and your breath heavy in the air. What happens one morning when you wake up and get ready for your run and you go outside and your car is being towed? You have to start the day dealing with tow trucks and retrieval and tickets and fines. You don't get your morning run.




This post is not really about TV or ice cream or running.

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