Sweet Disposition

Spring Break.

When you think about spring break what comes to your mind?

Usually sun.

If you didn't think sun...stop it.


I woke up this morning expecting to feel the warmth of the sun's rays on my face. Instead, the world said, "F you Nick," and I woke to dark, ominous, buzz-killing clouds. Oops.

I guess that's what I get for living in northern California. Not that I hate it at all up here, it's great. But I would like to get some sunshine every once in a while.

It was in the middle of my hatred for everything cloudy that I realized that we are hugely dependent on our expectations. We expect something to be awesome so we're in a great mood, stoked for the awesomeness to come, or we expect something to suck so we immediately hate life and have a terrible day because we don't want whatever this thing is to come about so we can hate life even more. Sometimes (usually) the actual outcome surprises us and the opposite happens. Awesomeness turns to awfulness and vice-versa.

I'm not sure why everything turns out the opposite of how you expect them to go, but most people's solution is just to expect the worst. If you expect the worst you can't get let down. Things could go great and thats awesome, but if things go bad you can just brush it off because you expected that anyway.

I tend to hate that point of view because then you're never really excited for anything. I like expecting things to go well. A lot of the time that means I get disappointed, but that's life I guess. I look forward to a lot of things and have high expectations because when things go right it's a great feeling.

It's kinda cool when you expect a good outcome and then the actual thing blows your expectations out of the water.

Maybe I just have too much hope in life.

Oh well.

I like it.