A fundamental belief in the eternal pursuit of happiness begets a mindset that never allows us to be happy with what we have. There’s more to be gained, we say. There’s still more happiness to pursue — more destiny to manifest.
This is beautiful, but I’ve seen first hand that this marks America apart. In countries with less mobility, more oppression, more wretched poor, contentedness is a way of staying sane. America might never understand this. The promise of more gives us a reason, every moment, to be unhappy.