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I'm finally cleaning out all of my drawers at home. The abysmal state that they're in has finally prompted me to take action. Apparently, I used to be a packrat. Now, I finally have the good sense to throw things out.

One of the things that I never threw out were all the birthday, Christmas and graduation cards that I received over the years. Those I still won't throw out. I have to admit that I laughed when I saw a card that one of my friends got me probably back in middle school. It had a picture of some cute animal on the front, and he had written on the inside, “Sorry about the gay card.”

One of the collections that I came across were a set of encouragement notes that I received at some youth winter/spring retreat back in the day. If I remember right, we were supposed to write and give five encouragement notes to the people attending. By the end, I think that all of us (and it was no small number) ended up writing notes to everyone.

While encouragement notes were good, how encouraging is it to receive notes from everyone saying that you're an awesome person, yet despite being such an awesome person, none of those people even talk to you any more? Not even a “hey, how are you doing?”