Anticipation

4 A.M. greeted me like an old friend this morning. Surprisingly, I responded with a smile. When I went to bed last night, I was a little disappointed because I was waiting for something that didn't happen. I was a complete ball of nervous energy and it was all for naught because he didn't call. I smiled about it this morning because I know that he will. There will be a nerve wracking conversation where I try really hard to remember to just breathe and at the end of it all we'll decide if there should be another conversation and then another still. I don't pretend to know what the conversations will be like. I'm just happy because of the way anticipating them makes me feel.