What if getting everything we wanted actually made us unhappy?
I believe that it does or at least that it can. It comes from the idea that the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence. No matter our situation we tend to view what we don’t have and see it in an idealistic way. Is it actually better over there? Probably not, but it gives us something to continually aspire to.
Life is indeed, a journey. There’s only one real destination and that’s when we’ve checked out for good.
So what would happen if we really did get everything we wanted?
I can only answer this question with another question: Is it getting the thing we want that makes us happy or the process that led up to getting it?
Perhaps both. It is the reward that caps a difficult journey towards acquiring something meaningful.
But, then what?
Whenever Amy and I make homemade pizza together, it always seems to taste better than anything we order. We’re no pizza artisans, though I am able to claim a ~52% Italian bloodline. Perhaps it is less about the pizza itself and more about the process, the anticipation, the hunger that builds as the dough rises in front of you.
In the end, it is the journey that we spend the majority of our lives on. Do we ever really want that journey to end? I don’t think so. At least, not until we’re old enough to feel we’ve done all that we want to do in life. I’m not sure if that’s a real thing, but I’ve read about it.