Life doesn’t get much better than this, does it? 

This place. With my person. And all these wonderful people. These amazing learning opportunities. All the things I’m thinking about and learning and discussing. The people like me, and I like them. I can ask lots of questions. 

But there’s a gap. Life has a gap in it. It just does. There’s the future loneliness when my person leaves. There’s the burden of the lost souls and the broken world outside. There’s the pain of those with me. There’s that subtle ache for something more.

Maybe we were created that way. Created to want more. Will we never be truly satisfied here? Never fully content? Will we always want something more? Should we? Or should we be fully happy, right here, right now? 

We don’t belong here though. If we were completely content, why would we work for anything more? The gap, it keeps us moving on, ever looking for the greater in the good situations. 

But we can still love where we are now. We can still stop, look around us. Memorize these faces, these moments. Freeze the smile on her face. Lock eyes forever with him. Keep that mischievous smirk in your mind forever. Because it won’t last. And we’ll look back with nostalgia. Grateful for what we had, wishing we could go back if times are hard. 

Life’s a fickle thing.