Robbed

I feel robbed. Cheated... because my expectations were not met. Blatant truth that sometimes expectations sell us short. Which makes me wonder why oh why do we cling on to expectations? Even when our instincts tell us that we're gonna be disappointed somehow, in one way or another.

 

Because expectations produce adrenaline that explains the smile, that silly grin on our face.

Because we give in to our impulses from which desires and fantasies are created.

Because we need something to look forward to amongst the mundaneness affairs of life. 

 

"At any given moment, the brain has 14 billion neurons firing at a speed of 450 miles per hour. We don't have control over most of them. When we get a chill... goose bumps. When we get excited... adrenaline. The body naturally follows its impulses, which I think is part of what makes it so hard for us to control ours. Of course, sometimes we have impulses we would rather not control, that we later wish we had."

 

I blame impulses for our bodies are slaves to it. We are fueled, we chase the high then the unexpected happens and everything hits rock bottom. Shitty ain't it? That's why one should always trust and follow their instincts. Trust, follow and obey.