Last night, as i was woken by a stupid cold and a really scratchy throat (damn u Eric!), i started thinking about expiration dates. Everything has an expiration date; the milk in the fridge, the gift certificate from your boss, and even the coffee you have every morning.
Why is it that we can deal better with some of them, and not so good with others? I couldn’t care less the milk expired, but i’d get really mad when i have a discount coupon that expires the day after i make some time to get to the mall and actually use it. I’m not sure why. I was thinking it may because some things are replaceable, and some are not, but then again, almost everything and everybody can be replaced, and at a point and time, they will be replaced.
I find myself in the situation in which i keep thinking about how something i really like and care for will expire soon and for some reason i don’t enjoy it more, i enjoy it less even and i get sad thinking about the near approaching expiration date.
Why is it that we attach ourselves to things that will expire, knowing that we are in for a major disappointment?
