It’s that time again. That Monday time. And it’s MADNESS.
I’m going to be totally honest. I had some idea yesterday about what I might post, and I was going to write it while I drank my coffee at 7 in the morning. Then I laid back down after showering and didn’t get up again until 8. I didn’t have time to make coffee or turn on my computer at all. And I have no idea what I was going to say.
Sometimes things don’t go as expected or hoped. Rather often, in fact. It might be smarter, therefore, to stop having expectations or hopes at all. But that’s a lot harder than it seems like it would be. I guess the best thing to do is to not let disappointment get to you too much. It is essentially inevitable to avoid disappointment completely. It’s perfectly reasonable to just get as much as you can out of the situation and then move on.
Does that make sense to anyone, or am I just trying too hard to be logical–and failing?