I just thought of the idea that being “irrelevant” is a good way to be happy. I’m not thinking of family and friends in this, but of personal impact on whatever part of the world I have thought I could change. Right now, as I sink into my complete irrelevance, I can finally breathe out all the air I have been holding in for such a long time. I can relax my muscles, my mind, and parts of me that I didn’t know existed.
The world is going to evolve at its pace regardless of me. But if I have value to add, I am the lucky one!
My self-righteous days are six feet under, and I apologize to everyone who had to endure me!