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“Restlessness is discontent and discontent is the first necessity of progress. Show me a thoroughly satisfied man, and I will show you a failure.” —Thomas Edison

I’m never content.

And apparently, I’m in good company. I just read an article that says the entire planet is also “restless.” (Translation: Seismic activity has been and is likely to continue increasing.) Well, at least my restlessness doesn’t result in devasting earthquakes.

Being restless can be frustrating: Something new, something better, is always across the way in that spectacularly green grass. Don’t misunderstand me; I’m not unhappy or ungrateful. I have a nice house, a fantastic husband, and a list of about 17 billion other little blessings. All in all (other than that pesky lack of full-time employment), my life is pretty rad. It’s just that somewhere in the back of my mind lives an over-caffeinated chihuahua who is constanly yelping, “Hey, look over there!” And I don’t know whether to listen.