I've heard so many people say that man can never be satisfied. We have desires that know no bounds. Although we deceive ourselves by saying "I'll want nothing if only I can have this," after we have it, we will always want something else. New desires emerge just as the old ones subside. It's also proposed that human desires actually feed on their achievements, like the appetite of the Chinese stock spectaculars. A better example: a man wants ten-thousand to buy a car. After he gets the car he finds that he needs another one thousand for insurance, maintenance, and parking. And then he needs some camping stuff too, and perhaps fishing tools, since he has a car now and is determined to make the best use of it. More travels, more entertainments. Always short of money.
But I doubt if that's always true. I admit I have often felt the same way, but I believe I have also felt very satisfied with life many times, so satisfied that I thought I was ready to die at that very moment. I have even prayed to God, at those moments, that He could take me right away. It always happened when I was with my husband, and life looked so sweet, so full, that we stopped caring for any material benefits. We would hug or simply lie besides each other and enjoy the fullness of our lives together, and wanted to cease to be. But we were not granted that privilege, so we lived on, almost forced to take care of life's new challenges, which never fail to present themselves. These days as I'm staying with my husband at his university, going with him to campus everyday, reading and resting and going to the gym, I feel so contented that I just want to go on like this forever. But that is not going to happen. I'm not allowed to stay where I am, without losing my salary, job opportunities, and even my status. See it's not that I can't be satisfied. It just life doesn't allow one's contentment to stay.
