Whenever things are going well for an extended period of time, I begin to worry. Where did all the bad luck go? Something must be wrong. I’m not sure why life has turned out OK when there are plenty of smarter, more deserving people out there who still struggle. Maybe the exhausted fumes of good karma from a past life?
The longer you live, the longer you realize nothing good lasts forever. Something bad is bound to happen – a break of an ankle, a bad investment, a friend who disappoints, a boss who lies, a disease that debilitates. Instead of waiting for disappointment, I like to seek out failure to knock some reality back into my life. Getting rejected is also a great way of keeping the ego under control.