It’s funny how badly we predict things.

Last week, there were two agendas on my schedule: one medicine-related task I was dreading, and one work-related event I was looking forward to. My crippling worry of the former was equal to my hope for the latter. A perfect yin and yang.

Without going into details, the opposite ended up occurring. The medicine-related task I was dreading turned out well beyond my wildest dreams. And the event I was looking forward to turned into a living nightmare. My initial expectations of these events made the results even more surprising.

Both of these outcomes were beyond my control.

Now I think it easier to have fewer expectations. Like the man who, in response to life’s dynamic events, only utters, “We’ll see.”