Anticipation can heighten an experience when it comes around, having fostered that anticipation for only a few moments, or across an ocean of them. The sharpening of that event, of our reaction to it, can mean that joy becomes rapture, but it can also mean that sorrow becomes grief. Interestingly, it can also sharpen a feeling of aloofness into a feeling of disappointment, but not quite reaching disapproval. It could be looking forward to a new album coming out, hoping for both more of what you loved from an artist as well as more new things to love about them, only to appear to you as a confusing puzzle instead of a joyous romp, and a puzzle you might not want to try and solve because of how your anticipation has elevated your being underwhelmed.