Let's not get confused with that fact that I love drama happening to other people.
One time, I was talking to a friend and he was telling me about a love triangle with a few people we know. It was a great tale and I was happy that he was letting me in on this very interesting drama. Some people might call it gossiping, I call it informing. I need to be informed. I just do.
So, as this friend finished up telling me about this love triangle, he said:
"It's this kind of shit* that gets me out of bed in the morning."
I agreed. And then asked him if I could "inform" Mackenzi of this story. Because I consider Mackenzi my spouse. And, as everyone knows, you share things with your spouse. AND a story like this was pretty much beyond my ability to hold in. I would have to tell someone.
Luckily, the next day, Mackenzi and I were able to witness this love triangle at it's climax. It was more than I ever could have wished for. It was like watching my very own live reality tv show. There was tears. There was laughter. But most importantly, there was drama.
And with that, my life was complete.
*Editors note: third party swearing is acceptable on this blog.