Surprise I'm writing...I won't even try to explain my absence. I'm out of practice for sure. The first draft of this post got deleted too. UGH. But, here goes.
There's something to be said for a little unpredictability. A step away from the day to day monotony we all know so well. A random activity added to the mix; a slice of grasshopper pie in winter; an unforcasted snow storm. One of my most favorite forms of unpredictability is a good old fashioned surprise. Like when Dad came home from work with a wax paper bag filled with a fresh flaky delicious cinnamon roll just because. Or, when a friend treated me to a manicure and pedicure for no special occasion at all.
My most memorable birthday party was a surprise. One of the best dates I've been on was a surprise to a concert. Getting into SMU for law school, well that's still a shocking surprise. Often the result of another person's thoughtfulness, a good surprise gives me the kind of feeling you get when you laugh so hard that you cry. I feel bouncy, cheery and smiley. Yeah, a good surprise gives me a kick, sort of like a kid in a candy store.
Truly, there's something to be said for going off your normal course. Believe me I like some order to things, but sometimes I enjoy not knowing what's next or what's coming my way. A surprise bouquet of sunflowers, an unknown dinner menu (so long as it's not too crazy), a few cookies or even a phone call from an old friend...these are just some of the surprises I remember.
I like surprises (good ones). For example, I didn't so much care for the nasty roach that surprised me in my bed once. You get my point. There's good surprises and the not so positive ones. Call me spoiled, but I prefer the good ones.
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