On Dissatisfaction

I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately about what it is that I want. I don’t mean like a cheeseburger or new shoes. I mean, what I really want. A lot of it has to do with (what I perceived to be) the American Dream. You know, nice neighborhood, picket fence, house, yard, the works. And then that got me thinking about what it means to be living the American dream, and where that comes from, and why exactly we’re all chasing it.