In life, you have different things you want to pursue, may be material things, events, a person, or anything. The world is made to be inconsistent, and so are we.

It seems that whatever we desire, it will never end, it will never finish. We always have new wants, always have new desires. There will never be contentment.

You always seem to be looking for something. You always seem to be missing something. And all this time, I always believed that we are like that because it's our norm. ...