Contentment

I am not content. I think that is what drives me. It is what feeds my constant yearning and leads me in my continuing thirst for learning.
It is draining though, this constant restlessness. Not physically draining but mentally, emotionally. I wish, just once that I could sit on a beach and just listen to the waves crash on the shingle, listen to the cry of the gulls, listen to the wind whipping the water white and feel complete.