Nothing was ever good enough. I was always thinking, ‘If only X would happen, or Y would profess undying love, or I would get Z amount of money, I would finally be happy.’ I thought my disenchanted default kept me reaching, striving, bettering my life. But the problem was, each time X, Y or Z came off, I would instantly ‘tick’ and take those for granted. Then swivel to find a new XYZ to point towards.
