Ønsker... Ønsker ikke - Want... Want not

Nogen gang går man og ønsker sig noget. Man skriver det ned, eller man kommer i tanker om det, når det er jul, fødselsdag eller anden gaveanledning. Det er noget, som gror mere og mere fast i ens hjerne.

Man har en helt speciel ide om, hvad man vil gøre med det. Hvad man vil sætte det sammen med. Det kan være, hvad som helst. En ting til ens hjem, en ting til ens garderobe. Det kan være alt muligt.

Somme tider siger man til sig selv, at man burde egentlig spare op til den ting, eller begynde at søge efter den på nettet.

Men man får ikke taget sig sammen.

Og pludselig er den der! På gavebordet, på nettet, eller hvordan man nu får den i hænde. Og man bliver glad. Virkelig glad. Nu er det mål nået.

Men måske er der en lille ting, der gnaver i ens indre. Noget, der spørger med meget lille stemme: Hvorfor ønskede du dig egentlig det?

Måske glemte man at se, om ens ønske er så gammel, at man er vokset fra det. Måske glemte man, at ens liv har ændret sig, og det ønskede slet ikke er relevant mere. Eller at du måske var blevet forelsket i en trend.

Så man er glad - med måde. Et mål er nået, men måske var rejsen mod målet det mest spændende. For det var ikke en ting, som man kan pakke væk. Det var en følelse af forventning.

Sometimes you have something on your wish list. You write it down, or you think of it, when it is Christmas, birthday or some other day, which comes with gifts. It is something, which stays on your mind.

You have a very specific idea about, what you want to do with it. What you want to put it together with. It can be anything. Something for your home, something for your wardrobe. It can be everything.

Sometimes you tell yourself, that you should start saving for this thing, or look for it on the internet.

But you don't get around to do it.

And all of sudden it's there! On the gift table, on the net, or which ever way you get hold of it. And you are happy. Really happy. Now you have reached your goal.

But maybe there is a little thing biting inside of you. Something which asks with a very little voice: Why did you actually want this?

Maybe you forgot to see, if your wish had become so old, that you had outgrown it. Maybe you forgot, that your life had changed, and the wanted item wasn't relevant anymore. Or maybe you had fallen in love with a trend.

So you are happy - with moderation. A goal has been reached, but maybe the road to the goal was the most exciting part. Because it was not a thing, it was a feeling. A feeling of expectation.