What is up with this eternal state of discontent and why do I insist on existing in it? I've noticed that no matter how I change up my life, that gnawing, under-satisfied sense of urgency always comes back as soon as I settle into the newest change.
Reprogramming this mindset, this ego, this melodrama that controls me is my primary interest and concern.
I won't let it rest, or relent to indulge when I think I can't fight it anymore. I have no choice. This is my life, and I have the free will to exist in this primal neediness, or experience life the way it can be, free of expectations and fully in the moment.
For me, the only choice is the latter.
I'm on a journey with myself. The outside doesn't matter anymore; not the way it once did.
What matters is learning to be fully present, with me, in every moment.