Anticipation...

What is this word, the emotion that it describes? The feeling, the experience becomes extremely intense as one gets closer to the moment anticipated... and if there is no definitive space in time where this will occur, the intensity lingers on...

Let's increase the high, and slide in, that even the experience of that 'moment' is not defined... not sure what to even expect... like prayer flags fluttering in the breeze, then being slammed by a 140 km/hr blast of infamous Patagonian spirit wind... you really have no clue until the exact moment in time, the millisecond where it goes down, where your senses go crazy with the euphoric realization of the moment!

So we linger in time and stretch out the intensity of this concept... we want it more urgently, need it to last longer, implore it to take us past the ragged fringe of our limits... I have been called a 'junky', an 'adrenaline whore' and other things... are we? Or is that a crass label thrown by those whose ego's create a longing sense of envy, of perverted jealousy... and I have not even yet contemplated to endure the sweet smoke of a different high... that my friends is yet a different exploration of the term...
 'a n t i c i p a t i o n'!