Around my birthday every year, I get sentimental. I think about birthdays past and all the things that have changed for my family and me in the last 364 days. I think about the people who’ve been there. I think about the people who mean the world to me; I think about the people I’ve lost and gained, and I think about what it is that weaves some of us together while others are content to live at the margins.
I have a friend named Paul who has set up his automated email signature to read “No Drama.” At first, I thought it was an odd thing to add to every email you send out, but then I realized how much drama we unnecessarily create in life. And it doesn’t serve us, our work or our lives.
Life has just not been going my way lately. I’ve been sitting here for thirty minutes trying to think of a better way to say it than that—a way that sounds a little more mature and a little less entitled, but no matter how I boil it down, it really comes back to that. Things have not been going my way and I’ve been feeling frustrated and depressed and sad about it.