i think one of the worst things about life is that all the things we think will finally make us happy won’t

we search and achieve, and blame our sadness on things we don’t have yet then we get them but it doesn’t change the way we feel

it’s human nature to keep trying though so we keep pushing, hoping the next thing will be it but it won’t. nothing will change even when everything changes

there’s no epiphanic moment when you realize you’re finally happy. it’s just momentary and fleeting, hope you get it again soon. chase the next thing and hope it’s the one