chase

why do we want what we cannot have?

it's amazing how i never come up with a good enough answer for that question inspite of the many many times i've wondered and pondered. i always seem to like that chase, that feeling of almost having it in your hands and yet not having it at all. i know a lot of people --particularly those that choose to venture beyond the world of the dreamer -- who would say that almost never ever counts at the end of the day. i know they are right, but it's the adrenaline of working for a goal and not making it that drives me even more. i like the idea that i get a taste of what it would be like to have it. but just a taste, a small and meaningless graze to my senses, never enough to satiate.

best i can do to describe it: walking to a louie vuitton store and checking out the bags. you put them on on your arm and walk around with it. you instantly know that it'll go great with pretty much every single outfit you own. it's love at first sight. but then you put it back to the case. the day is over and you leave without it. sometimes the dream is enough to satisfy.

im not talking about a bag. but you get what im saying?

have you ever felt like that?