Unpacking moving boxes is similar to unpacking Birthday gifts from my mom. First, there is the anticipation. You get really excited, because you don't remember what is in the box -- all you know is that it has an intriguing label like "Playroom". So you're thinking it is perhaps some board games, or maybe something cool like a dartboard. You daydream about inviting some friends over for some Pictionary, a little darts, maybe some Daiquiris. Then, there's the letdown. You open the box, and it just has some extension cords and a few manilla folders with old utility bills.
I had a dream last night that I was unpacking some boxes that I found in a corner of the basement. Then I find Pete in one of them.
2 comments:
aaahhh!!! the agony of presents from mom!! help!!!
but we won't go there...
you really got a great analogy though-- ie the anticipation and the letdown. the thing is, I now always expect the worst, so it works in reverse- if its not just awful or ridiculous I am pleasantly surprised.
Wow what a wonderful dream!
How cool would it be to have that as a present!
Were there holes in the box?
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