Contentment

At times I wish I had 8 legs like a spider so I can carry more stuff and do more work simultaneously. But I think I can't multi-task well.

Other times I wish I had more time on my hands, but I would probably waste it away eventually.

Maybe it would be good if I could be motivated to do tonnes of work everyday. Then again, I'll probably burn out faster than I am burning now.

How about being smarter? Wouldn't that then attract more people to bug me about stuff, and then I shall crawl slower than ever. And be back to square one standard.

And loads more wishes.

Man can never be satisfied. "Never".

Contentment is such bliss. You can only be as happy as you choose to be.