I am always pushing you for more. And the second you give it to me, I am not satisfied. I am wanting much more. And, I know this is taxing... always giving and me just being happy for a split second. You constantly chasing that blink of happiness that I feel, and in turn you feel. And, it doesn't matter how hard you worked... what you struggled to do... I am just sitting there, waiting for the next bigger and better thing. I bet this is exhausting huh? Always trying to kick it through a moving goal post, hahaha.