"The idea of waiting for something makes it more exciting."
-- Andy Warhol
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| Beans and Jack and the Beanstalk, 7-9-14 |
"When I think something nice is going to happen
I seem to fly right up on the wings of anticipation ..."
-- L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea
"... that sanguine expectation of happiness which is happiness itself ..."
-- Jane Austen, Sense and Sensibility
I love that feeling when, during a regular old ordinary nothing special day, I remember that something really good is going to happen tomorrow, and a little wave of happy expectation ripples through me.
It doesn't have to be a big thing.
Maybe it's reservations at a really good restaurant.
Maybe it's a visit from a really good friend.
Or maybe, as in the case of tomorrow, it's really good seats on the right base side, just behind the New York dugout, for Derek Jeter's final game in Cleveland in game four of the Indians' homestand against the Yankees.
Anticipation can be awful and torturous. But it can also be the perfect thrilling antidote to a stubborn case of the summer ho-hums.
I feel like Jack laying in bed all wound up like a spring waiting for the beans to sprout.
This is going to be good.
