We just had a three day snowstorm and I was fitting studded tires on one of my bicycles this morning.  Now the sun is out and I was thinking about disappointment, and how much of my own life I’ve wasted being disappointed that things don’t happen the way I want them to.

If you think about it, all of life is basically one disappointment after the other.  Things don’t really happen the way I want them to, or when they do, it’s pretty short lived and then something else happens and we’re disappointed again.  Basically, the coffee always gets cold.  There’s a little drama (yuck, I don’t want cold coffee), then a resolution (throw out the coffee, make a new cup, just get depressed, etc).  The coffee example is a pretty simple one but this pattern repeats itself over and over in my relationships, at work, at the supermarket.  All day long.

Life is a series of dramas that I’m creating, over and over.  I went to the movies last night, and even paid money to see someone else’s drama!

What would happen if we stopped creating dramas?  Would the coffee just get cold? What if it wasn’t a problem?