As
I am about to take a step out of the Eastern door, I notice the Snow
that is about to greet my feet. It appears to be frozen, and I
anticipate the sharp uncomfortable edges as I reach down with my
foot. To my surprise, the Snow feels more like cornstarch, and my
foot settles down through it. My following foot follows, and I begin
to think about the effects of expectations.
Expectations
stiffened my body as I reached down toward the Snow. Expectations got
me wondering about how cold my feet would feel as I walked to the
screen house in the frozen Snow. Expectations kept me from noticing
how warn the air was.
Today,
I will be on the lookout for the effects of expectations.
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