What's coming next . . .

I've been asked a lot of interesting questions in my short life. I love questions. I uses to always want to have the right answers to all the questions I was ever asked. Then, half way thought college I realized it's much more fun to give a funny answer first and then give the right answer because I like to make people laugh more than I like to intimidate people with how much I might know. And then, very recently, I found that the questions get harder and harder and sometime there are no right answers and sometimes there are no wrong answers so giving a funny answer first gives you time to think of a sufficient answer for the time being.

Sent in from a friend in Indiana, this is the question of the week:

"Do you spend much time, if at all, thinking about what's coming next?"

My first, and hopefully funny, answer is this, "Only when I'm at a dinner party where I get a complete meal that I didn't order from a menu."

My real answer starts like this:

Sometimes I'm having a bad day where nothing seems to be going right, and I think, "What in the world could be coming next?"

Sometimes I'm having a really good day with lost of surprises, and I think, "I wonder if there's anything else?"

And then, there are those moments in life when I know there is something coming. Something big is right around the corner. I can feel it. I don't always know what to do about it, and I never know what it's going to be. But when it finally comes, I know that's what it is, and this is what I need to do.

So, I ask you, "Do you spend much time, if at all, thinking about what's coming next?"

Obviously, the answer to that question for me is, "yes."