Given how flat and even sad I am feeling today I can only assume that my carefree hope and mindfulness was laced with some form of expectation. School dad came round to dinner, and it all went quite well, but we are fundamentally different. I got a bit tipsy and gushed about all sorts of crap then woke up feeling somewhere deep inside that I might have made a fool of myself, and this mattered.
Hope not expectation
Hope not expectation
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