A twisted mess of conflicting desires. We want what we want until we get it, then we wonder why we wanted it to begin with. So often the wanting is much more fulfilling than the getting because the having is always transitory and the losing is inevitable.
Does that about sum up your experience in the world? It did mine until I met Jesus and committed my life to Him. The answer never quite fit the question. Or was it that the question never quite fit the answer. Either way I always ended up half way home half of the time standing on a cold corner waiting to die alone.