Why do we only want what we can't have? I believe that this is my ironically important problem. If I lay my eyes on something I like, I literally can't stop thinking about it until I get it. But that exact moment I get it, I don't want it anymore. The spark, the thrill and the mystery suddenly goes away. It suddenly clicks and I get bored of that same thing that I've been craving for for weeks. What is that secret ingredient to keep the thing as interesting and as tempting as the first day? I haven't found an answer yet, but if I don't: I'll end up dead with 37 cats.
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