pessimism.

i'm back. only because i read a quote that i love and hate by good 'ol william shakespeare. william says, or rather writes, that "expectation is the root of all heartache." at first i sat here nodding my head in agreement, but then i realized that this must make me a natural pessimist. gross. i'm not at all accusing william of the same, but rather what does it say about me that my instinctual reaction to this quote is to agree? have i really been so tarnished, bludgeoned, burned and bruised that i believe in having no expectations? i think not. expectations are what help to hold ourselves and others to higher standards. standards that most times we should have. sure, we've all been let down time and maybe time again by having such expectations but who says it's the "expectations" fault? i think it's a shame that i'd have to re-train myself to not have expectations simply because i've been hurt or disappointed before. big deal. maybe i should just build a bridge and get over it. thanks for making me write again shakespeare.