A Dream
I expect I won't win the prize for this short essay. I never win anything, so why should I expect anything to be different with this. In fact, I am not good at anything else either. I guess I am just a failure. And another thing, I don't know why people say I have a bad attitude about things. Bad things are always happening to me. There isn't one day that goes by that something terrible doesn't happen. I expect to see myself on the morning news being carried to the local hospital because of some accident. I always see people getting hurt in the news, so why shouldn't it be me. I am no different than all those other people that have bad things happen to them. Why shouldn't I expect it?
Riiinnnnng, Riiinnnnng, Riiinnnng.
OH, Uh Oh. Sorry, God, for sleeping past the first ring of the alarm clock. I expect I was sleeping real tight or still in some far-out dream. I don't really know. Anyway, I expect this to be another great day with you. Forgive me, though, about the attitude I had yesterday. As I think about it now, it was lousy. Today, I expect things to go better with me at work. I am thankful for my boss and the words he had with me. He thinks I will make the grade and expects that when an opportunity opens, I will be among those picked for a possible promotion. It's great to look forward to something like that, even if it never comes to pass. Life is always worth living, and expecting the best always brings out one's best. As I heard my Mom say to me around Christmas time, "Anticipating something is just about as enjoyable as actually seeing it come to pass.
A Dream
By Larry Whittington
07/17/13
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