Excitement is one of those renewable resources that we all run on. It can motivate us to work through the toughest of situations just to reach that goal we fix on. Having some sort of anticipation in our minds can make the days go faster, the good times seem better, and the problems seem trivial.
However, it's one of the renewable resources that seems to diminish exponentially as we get older. As a kid, you can get excited about anything. Ice cream, vacation, stuffed animals, nickels. But then we learn how lame things are. We understand that ice cream makes you fat, travelling from place to place takes forever, stuffed animals don't do tricks, and you can't buy anything with a nickel. Then there is some terrible tipping point where you don't want to get excited about anything. You feel the precious little excitement you have swishing around in your nearly empty heart. You don't want to get excited about Christmas, or your birthday, or a date. You know terrible they can be, so why bother?
I feel like that tipping point is very near for me, or possibly even passed. I should probably start jogging again. That helps.
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