cyclic.

sometimes i feel like i am searching. always searching. from tangible to the intangible. for that nice top. for a good buy. for that elusive peace of mind. i wish sometimes things will be like a magic show. tada and you have it. or you dont have it. the suspense is over in a few minutes. i have learnt that i hate waiting. waiting for people, for an event, anything. just generally hate waiting. the anticipation of things is a whore. cause it leads to expectations which is the mother of all bitches.

wanting /searching - waiting - anticipation - expectation - disappointment. root of all causes is my want. now to attempt to curb it.