I love waiting for a package to arrive. When you know that something is coming to you... a great feeling. It doesn't really matter what is IN the package; I just enjoy the anticipation of checking the mail.
Right now the package I'm waiting for is a bunch of stuff I ordered from my theatre company's merchandise page. Coffee mug, a shirt, a book... nothing essential. Certainly nothing I couldn't live without. And after I get the package, its importance will be diminished immediately. Because I have coffee mugs (and books and shirts) and as nice as the new ones are, they won't really add anything to my life. But, oh, I love the waiting.
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