That’s what this is. All of it.
The one constant is our insatiable need to try to fill every part of it, on a daily basis.
Not gonna happen.
Why can’t we just be happy with what we’re experiencing, while we we’re experiencing it?
I think A.A. Milne may have nailed it …
“Well,” said Pooh, “what I like best,” and then he had to stop and think. Because although eating honey was a very good thing to do, there was a moment just before you began to eat it which was better than when you were, but he didn’t know what it was called.