Once I become aware of a desirable experience about to take place in my REAL-ality, regardless of how subtle or noticeable the sensations make me feel, then this tells me I’m already processing a pleasure from a build-up of thoughts that have ‘set the stage’ for a certain act to ‘replay’.
My comparison for ‘what’s ahead’ comes from my remembrance in previous encounters or in the ‘what was’ or ‘had played out’ somewhere along the line, which left an impression. And now, my junkie sensors are well-prepped for the needle, whether it’s a physical or psychological conversion drawn from the bottle.
You see, it’s only a matter of time before I refill that expectation with another repeat of the past even though I feel I’m entering a new experience. An illusion, I’ve called Joy. Note: Weddings are not as joyous as most won’t like to hear. But they are highly pleasurable based on yesterday’s knowledge and prepping (although, the unexpected can happen anywhere, anytime. Including, weddings).
Instead, for the girl totally caught off guard in the proposition of Marriage or anything unforeseen, that is where it lives. So long as she’s on board.