There is so much anger in the world, perhaps because we are so angry at ourselves. We are not beautiful enough or rich enough, or popular enough. Our society glorifies the rich, famous, and the beautiful. Maybe we spend too much time holding ourselves up to these ideals; ideals that do not hold water. There are a lot of legitimate things that go on in the world to make us mad, but we often hold on to these too long. Sometimes we focus on what is wrong so much, we don’t see what is right. Sometimes we don’t even realize we are mad, it just becomes a second identity that takes over and we don’t even realize it. It is like an automatic pilot device that begins running things. It often takes something extraordinary to reengage us. It would be wise not to wait for the extraordinary, but find joy in the ordinary.