I got pulled into the periphery of some drama with some friends today. I wasn’t physically around the drama, and I wasn’t a part of it. So in the detached place I was, the whole thing looked almost laughable. But having been inside of the murk, too, I know how hard it is to be clear-headed and calm when you’re confused as to what’s going on with someone you’re emotionally tied to. I’m glad I never carried my paranoia as far as this person did, and the fact that the drama is in the rare position of not being mine, made me feel really good. And then I felt bad for feeling glad it’s not me. The fact is, it still sucks and others go thru it all the time.

It’s really nice to wake up, look at the person sleeping with a small unconscious smile next to you with his arm around your waist and his leg draped over your knee, and know that your life is better than the dream you just had. It’s really nice to take a nap on a hammock together in the middle of the workday. It’s really nice to leave someone with a smile on your lips and calm contentment in your heart.