In every day life there are moments when suspense just becomes so overwhelming it's almost physical. I suppose it isn't necessarily an everyday occurrence but lately it's been happening to me a lot more than I would like. Suffice it to say, my suspense filled days are not yet at an end. I guess you can say life will never be without some level of suspense, it just depends on how you react and deal with the suspense. For example, you may be waiting on someone to come to meet you at some rendezvous point and they're running late. Normally you wouldn't consider this an occasion of suspense, but if you break down the general feelings of suspense and the feelings of just waiting for someone, they're pretty much the same. At least in my mind. Waiting on someone is just a mild form of suspense, will they come soon? The anticipation of seeing someone you are expecting should be a suspenseful sort of event, not in the scare yourself and defecate the premises sort of way, but in an exciting looking forward to suspense. Sometimes you're waiting to tell someone something and you're just anxious to tell them, or you're scared of the response. That's the sort of suspense I've been feeling a lot lately, for various things and for various people. Suspense it seems in my mind, is somewhat related to anxiety. Which I don't think I have but I might? When will this entry end? Where is he going with this?
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Not very suspenseful when you read it. I think I've over used the word suspense today, it's starting to seem rather odd now to look at. I guess that's what it boils down to, waiting so long till you can't stand the suspense and then just doing whatever you can to resolve it. What do you think?
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