“Our search is not for the thing, but the feeling that thing gives us.”
The other day, I caught up with an old friend of mine.
It has been years since we last saw each other, yet it felt as if no time had passed.
We shared one story after another.
The places we’ve been to.
The jobs we’ve had.
The people we’ve met.
Halfway through our conversation, he said something that still hasn’t escaped my mind.
“Our search is not for the thing, but the feeling that thing gives us.”
I looked at the burger in front of me.
Then, the iPhone.
Then, my clothes.
I thought, “He couldn’t be more right.”
I wasn’t searching for these items individually, rather the feeling those things could give me.
The feeling of not being hungry.
The feeling of being connected.
The feeling of being warm.
What are the things you’re searching for? What do you hope to feel when you find those things?
