Happiness?

Through all these years I have lived with people that hav been lucky enough to have access to any materialistic possession they wanted to. I've been brought up in a world of powerful,determined and influencial people. They all had everything one could possibly dream of. Though the look of satisfaction was never sighted in their eyes. It was always like they were searching for something.

Some people seem to be happy: they just do not think about it. Others make plans about gaining assets or owning things of great value. They think that the meaning of life lies there, so they never ask the question. Yet, despite all that, their eyes betray a sadness that they themselves are quite unaware of. I've seen that in alot of people.

I don’t know if everyone is unhappy. I do know that people are always busy: working overtime, looking after the kids, the husband, the career, the university degree, what to do tomorrow, what they need to buy, whatever it is they need to have in order not to feel inferior, and so on. They never have time for the little things in life.

People no longer appreciate the little things in life that bring satisfaction;like doing something for someone else. People are caught up in their own world, in the attempt to be happy and content by doing things for themselves.