That Anticipation Sensation

Sitting waiting wondering when, why, where, who, how.

Anticipation is that feeling of about 10 little green bugs crawling up your sleeve. But you let them do it willingly.

Anticipation is tipping back your cup before realizing your milkshake has nothing left to give.

Anticipation is a growling grizzly bear that can't quite jump high enough to grab the cooler of food you've hung from a tree outside your tent. And his attempts are looking pretty silly.

Check your phone. Check your email. Check Facebook. Check Twitter. Repeat and change the song.

I don't want what you have to give, I want the change that will come as a result.