“Every generation laughs at the old fashions, but religiously follows the new.” - Thoreau

Dear self,
You are the same as everyone else.  They thought they looked cool.  They thought they lived in a great part of town.  They thought they drove a nice car.  Guess what humanity has never done.  Stopped wanting.  The Earth spun with them on its back just like it is carrying you now.  Round and round and round we go.  Where it stops, nobody knows.

Am I trying to consume an ever-changing target?
The stuff is piling up.  The space is being filled.  The time is rounding the corner of the circle that constantly leaves moments in the dust of dashes.  Tick...tick.  We are constantly pulled to more by our culture and selfish desires.  

When was the last time I didn't want anything?

This cycle will never stop without intentionality.  Intentionality, by nature, always comes with a certain lack of comfort.  If it didn't, wouldn't we just fall into it naturally?  So what am I/we willing to be uncomfortable for?  A life of consumption effects your peace, your time, your relaxation, your wife, your children, your bank account, and your future.  Buying more just means you have more to keep track of, keep clean, keep fixed, and keep stored.  And if you spend it now on "x", then it is impossible to spend it later on "y."  So the decision that effects later is always made in the now.  

Look around.  How many of your possessions are displayed rather than used?  Conspicuous consumption is in effect.  Now, does every possession represent a loss in margin for generosity and contentment?  Hmm.

Every dollar has a destination that effects someone somewhere.  
Every second has the effect of building or bringing down.