Satisfaction is the death of desire
The other day I was lounging around looking at my iTunes collection. I spotted a song called "Satisfaction is the death of desire" by Slowreader. The song itself is mostly indie emo noise, fitting for a rainy Sunday filler but really isn't anything to write home about. The song title, however, caught my brain. I began to recall the one time in 4th grade when I was head-over-heel lusting after a little green bicycle. In an attempt to disuade me from said lust my economist dad said that I am the kind of person who enjoys the chase more than the acquisition. This meant that my emotional drama, the draw, the desire (if you will), existed only in the stage of "wanting". That once that stage progresses over to "having", I will no longer desire it. Given this hypothesis, it wasn't worth it for dad to purchase the bike for me. He said that I probably enjoy wanting the bike more than having the bike. He was doing me a huge favor by keeping me at the height of enjoyment.