When does my journey end?

When does my journey end?

Been wandering to different points in my life for quite a while now.  Just wondering when all my wanderlust will end, and when I start becoming content with the things I have and the people around me.

I’m starting to get all existential these days.  Perhaps it’s success; after all, my business is doing fairly well over here in Korea.  I’m generally living a good life, I have tons of friends, and prospects for the future look very bright indeed.

Why, then, do I seem like I’m counting the days till I move somewhere else?  Won’t I ever learn to just be happy with whatever it is I have?

All my life has been defined by one new challenge after another, and as soon as I seem to overcome the last one, I’m already looking past it to the next one in line.  I never seem to be able to relish actually achieving something worthwhile.  This has led to quite a number of concrete "accomplishments" in life… but not very much satisfaction.  Yet I’m hard-pressed to figure out what ELSE I’d be doing instead of the status quo.  I always seem to make the choices I know are right for me in life… I just never get to the point when I feel like my life is RIGHT.

Ah, well.  It could be worse. 🙂  I COULD be starving in the streets, with no prospects for escape and no real opportunities to make something of my life.  I just don’t feel that I’m as happy as I could be, even with all the things I have.