It's like Christmas Eve, when you're a kid and so excited for what will be under the tree tomorrow morning. You've been wishing and hoping for all kinds of goodies, and no doubt they'll be here soon. The excitement; the anticipation; the expectation.
Soon it will all be revealed. Some surprises, some expected things, and some duds.
But then? The rumor mill will be empty. The anticipation will be gone. Nothing remains left to the imagination. Only the hard, cold reality. Like the day after Christmas, when all you have left is a mess to clean up and a big credit card bill to pay.
Soon it will all be revealed. Some surprises, some expected things, and some duds.
But then? The rumor mill will be empty. The anticipation will be gone. Nothing remains left to the imagination. Only the hard, cold reality. Like the day after Christmas, when all you have left is a mess to clean up and a big credit card bill to pay.
