Here’s a rehash of a very nice old demotivational photo.
It’s what you’ve always wanted. You get it. And you’re not happy any more. All my life long, I’ve noticed that there’s a better joy in the expectation of something that the thing itself. Never fails. Human nature revels in the misery of longing. Every now and then the nostalgia hits me and floods my mind with a torrent of what-ifs. And I just think about a while, smile and move on. And I remind myself how happy I am with what I have now. But yet, I can’t help but want the feeling of wanting something again… I suppose I can be happy with that in a way too… It’s something that’s been in my head that’s just waiting to be put into words. But I can’t. It’s about my shiny techy toys. It’s about the cheesecake I want to try. It’s about the women in my life. It’s about the fact that I can never really be satisfied with something for too long.
I remember a certain blessing I heard when I was a kid…. May all your wishes come true, save one, so that you always have something to strive for. But yes, at the end of the day, I’m still happy with what I have. It’s a warm fuzzy feeling knowing it’s yours, and noone will appreciate it as much as you do, in quite the same way that you do.
So, tonight, I won’t think too much about my santa list of “I want”. I’m going to remind myself of what I have, and smile.
Good night. ^_^