Our culture often tricks us into believing we need certain things in order to be happy, and we find ourselves constantly chasing that moment of enlightenment. I spent fifteen years doing it – believing my happiness lay in achievement, material things, success and acceptance from others. I would set a goal, achieve it, and move on to the next one. Ironically, by chasing a certain life, I was missing out on living one. It always felt like there was something missing. It was an unquenchable thirst that I could never satisfy.