This novel was supposed to have ended about ten thousand
words ago, but for whatever reason it keeps going. What happens in life when our expectations
are not met? In writing, I can go with
the flow. In life, I feel only
disappointment for what could have been.
It takes me a long time to get over something once my expectations have
been placed too high. In some cases, I’m
never quite able to get over it. Well,
never say never, I guess. Anyway, life
is full of unmet expectations and if we let all of them get us down, we’d never
grow, change, or accomplish a darned thing.
Currently listening to “The King of Broken Hearts” by George
Strait
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