diseased desire

I talk to some people and they tell me they have a boring life. Often they say that they wish they were not in the place they are in. Somehow they feel as if there is something missing that is far away and out of touch. I beg to differ on so many accounts. They compare themselves to the wrong type of people who inherited a different pattern to their lives. That is not to say that these people are off track in some way, they are, but their symptomology is a reflection of a much larger disease that we all push upon ourselves. There can be no doubt that we have a disease of desire; or lack thereof. LLc 98.2