Satisfaction
Why is it that we are never satisfied? There is always something we want, something we 'need,' something we can't live without. Yet, when the time comes that we have that certain desire in our possession, thinking our life is finally complete, we want more.... I will never understand this concept. I admit taht I am one of these people. I want something so badly, take money for instance, yet when I get it, it's gone and I find myself wanting more. It's a never-ending cycle: want, need, recieve, gone, want. It's never enough is it?
It is the same idea with our physical appearances. We see someone we physically admire and think 'wow, they have it all, don't they?' Of course, it may seem that way to us, because we think they do have 'it all', but in reality, they think the same thing of someone else, either with physical looks or with mentality. Take, for example, a very beautiful woman, the type that are in magazines- tall, blonde, thin, well-toned. This woman could appear to have it all because she 'looks the part'. Who really knows what her life is like? Maybe she's as dumb as a door nail! On the other hand, she could be the top of her graduating class in undergraduate school, giving her another reason to be admired.
Many colleges around America have bus systems, transporting students to different areas of the campus. At Northern Arizona University, they have the same type of convenience. I, a 2nd year undergraduate student, ride this bus every other morning to get ot my microeconomics class, which is located on south campus. On the way back to north campus after class, I am sitting there, wondering if I'm going to make it to my next class on time, when I notice this woman across from me. I've seen her before around campus and have always admired her looks, secretly wishing I'd been born with looks such as hers. She is the 'model' type. She has long blonde hair, as do I, but her's is always perfectly styled as if she has a professional hair-stylist living wiht her. She is extremely tall, not like I who is only 5'2", and she is fairly thin, but not too drastic that she appears to have an eating disorder.
As I sit there, listening to my IPOD nano, various songs, I notice someone else who has an admirer. A plump, short girl sitting next to the 'model' is staring at me. I have my sunglasses on, so I doubt she can see me ever so often glance at her, seeming annoyed by her stares, when in truth, I am flattered. Then I realize that she isn't looking at 'me' and she is not admiring. She holds a look of curiosity and she cannot help but to stare at my right arm where there are two vertical, thick scars from a surgery in the past. I often get stares regarding these scars and I am fairly used to them, but this one instance was different. All this girl did was stare...every time she tried to take her eyes away and look somewhere else, her eyes made their way back to my arm. What is so intriguing about these scars that people find so fascinating? I don't understand it and probably never will, but the hope that someone was actually 'admiring' me went down the shitter faster than it entered my mind.
So it goes to say that we are all never completely satisfied with ourselves, physically, mentally, spiritually. There is always going to be someone/something else we desire, typically something someone else possesses. WE know it's wrong to do this, long for something so meaningless, but we do it anyway. What good will it bring us to do this? All it will do is satisfy us for a short-time and then we're off to wanting more, or it will bring us down in the dumps, hating ourselves even more than we had before. So, I guess the solution is to be satisfied with who you are. Be satisfied with what you look like and what your mental capability is. Be happy with what you have and be thankful you have it. This state of mind will bring you happiness and isn't that, in the long run, what we're all looking for?
It is the same idea with our physical appearances. We see someone we physically admire and think 'wow, they have it all, don't they?' Of course, it may seem that way to us, because we think they do have 'it all', but in reality, they think the same thing of someone else, either with physical looks or with mentality. Take, for example, a very beautiful woman, the type that are in magazines- tall, blonde, thin, well-toned. This woman could appear to have it all because she 'looks the part'. Who really knows what her life is like? Maybe she's as dumb as a door nail! On the other hand, she could be the top of her graduating class in undergraduate school, giving her another reason to be admired.
Many colleges around America have bus systems, transporting students to different areas of the campus. At Northern Arizona University, they have the same type of convenience. I, a 2nd year undergraduate student, ride this bus every other morning to get ot my microeconomics class, which is located on south campus. On the way back to north campus after class, I am sitting there, wondering if I'm going to make it to my next class on time, when I notice this woman across from me. I've seen her before around campus and have always admired her looks, secretly wishing I'd been born with looks such as hers. She is the 'model' type. She has long blonde hair, as do I, but her's is always perfectly styled as if she has a professional hair-stylist living wiht her. She is extremely tall, not like I who is only 5'2", and she is fairly thin, but not too drastic that she appears to have an eating disorder.
As I sit there, listening to my IPOD nano, various songs, I notice someone else who has an admirer. A plump, short girl sitting next to the 'model' is staring at me. I have my sunglasses on, so I doubt she can see me ever so often glance at her, seeming annoyed by her stares, when in truth, I am flattered. Then I realize that she isn't looking at 'me' and she is not admiring. She holds a look of curiosity and she cannot help but to stare at my right arm where there are two vertical, thick scars from a surgery in the past. I often get stares regarding these scars and I am fairly used to them, but this one instance was different. All this girl did was stare...every time she tried to take her eyes away and look somewhere else, her eyes made their way back to my arm. What is so intriguing about these scars that people find so fascinating? I don't understand it and probably never will, but the hope that someone was actually 'admiring' me went down the shitter faster than it entered my mind.
So it goes to say that we are all never completely satisfied with ourselves, physically, mentally, spiritually. There is always going to be someone/something else we desire, typically something someone else possesses. WE know it's wrong to do this, long for something so meaningless, but we do it anyway. What good will it bring us to do this? All it will do is satisfy us for a short-time and then we're off to wanting more, or it will bring us down in the dumps, hating ourselves even more than we had before. So, I guess the solution is to be satisfied with who you are. Be satisfied with what you look like and what your mental capability is. Be happy with what you have and be thankful you have it. This state of mind will bring you happiness and isn't that, in the long run, what we're all looking for?
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