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Wanting, Always Empty

I don’t know how to stop wanting. After eating a delicious meal, I think about when the next one would be instead of feeling happy to have eaten something great. When I have a wonderful time at an amusement park, or in a new city, or in a class, or playing a sport, or when I spend a day with my brother, or when I take a walk around a park…I want more of those times. I always want, want, want each day to be filled with fun, or learning, or good food, or entertainment. I often don’t feel thankful for any of the amazing times and food that I’ve had. I only often want. I want, want, want. I’m like a bottomless pit, or a made-up creature whose stomach can never get full.