Going back to the sitcom. Sometimes I wish that life would be more exciting. Or by that I mean that my life would contain a different kind of exciting that seems to be null and void at the moment, in my life anyways.
Imagination. It's a bad thing sometimes, but it's also a wonderful thing. It just depends on where you let your mind wander. For me, my imagination seems to raise my expectations. Because I imagine something as I would like to be, and then when the moment finally comes, it wasn't nearly as wonderful as I imagined. Which is a shame sometimes. However, sometimes the opposite happens, when I think that something will be horrible, and then the actual experience turns out to be a good experience. I don't have an example for you today, because I don't feel like giving any.