"Plus One's The Loneliest Number."

When you're a Small Townie, you're continuously pursuing either one of these three things at a clip ... A new job, a girlfriend or a place to call home. Let's pretend for a moment that you attain two outta the three, and they're terrific in every single way imaginable. Why are we constantly allowing whichever one we don't have to alter our perception on what it is that we do have - Why does one minus a plus one feel like it adds up to a zero?

It's frequent for one to think the grass is way greener on the other side of the fence ... Since the start of time, Mankind has never once been content all around with what it attains. Although this's terrific in ways, it's terrible in a plethora of other ones. We'll evolve into accomplished men and we'll advance ourselves tremendously. It's essential you have the appropriate balance of desiring to do greater, and too contentment with what you currently have to ultimately live happily in this world. Those that do not ever have the incentive to go out and achieve something incredible, generally go astray of ever accomplishing anything noteworthy and remarkable, and those that are continuously focused on what is absentee in their lives can never truly be happy.

After evaluating your current situation, if you've found yourself too much on one particular side, here's a conclusion and solution : You've got to locate a happy medium somewhere within it. You'll never recognize exquisite happiness if you don't do so. If you've got the great apartment and job, but you're without the girlfriend, there's no reasoning behind worrying yourself to death about it. This's where the motivational end comes into play - Because with the adequate motivation and willpower to achieve something wondrous enough for a lifetime comes the achievement. Somewhere along this illustrious journey we call life, Polly comes along and she challenges everything you once thought you knew, past worries fade into dust and there rests a love incapable of duplication or substitution that blossoms and flourishes as time passes and there is no possible end to something so magical.