But do expectations have the same meaning as dreams, or high hopes? Makes you wonder...makes me wonder..makes me wonder what I really want or need....Is this life worth all the thinking, hoping, expecting?
Once you grow older, things change..conceptions change, you evolve...but sometimes evolution isn't the key..
While writing this, I realised that I started with expectations and ended up talking about my opinions of life...I don't know if I'm the one who should talk about life...In my eyes, I'm still the child that hopes that Santa or the Easter Bunny would remember me...But hitting your head against some walls usually wakes you up!
Maybe I don't want to embrace reality..or maybe I'm just a naive dreamer, having high expectations!