I was living with next to nothing and I was the HAPPIEST Ive ever been in my entire life.

He wrote about what he saw and how devastating it was that most of us lack compassion over here.

The look of having it was too much to resist.

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I was, obviously, wrong and that logic doesnt make sense but its what I believed.

We want things just because theyre there and easily accessible.

We want things because then we can say we have it.

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Victor Lozano

After college, I moved to Australia with two checked bags and a carry-on.

I realize I didnt need possessions over there.

I felt free of envy, desire and need.

I didnt want to buy anything and when I did it was from Kmart.

I left Australia to go backpack South East Asia with nothing but a backpack.

I was down to the basics.

I didnt even have full pants.

I was living with next to nothing and I was the HAPPIEST Ive ever been in my entire life.

I wore the same clothes day after day and no one cared.

I was getting drunk with new friends and having heart to hearts over lunch.

I was completely myself and I didnt have to worry about a single thing.

I had next to nothing and that was all I needed.

Ive been back now for 6 months, almost 7.

Im starting to feel that hamster wheel roll.

I feel held back in America.

Greed is too powerful here.

Life isnt simple here.

Its not family oriented and about doing things out of the kindness of your heart.

Its not about doing the right thing instead its about possessions, wealth, and power.

But thats life in America.

I was sitting at a coffee shop this morning and I heard a woman talking to her friend.

It just doesnt make sense.

Of course, I know, there are highs and lows to life.

There are bad days and there are good days but every day in America feels like a rat race.

Life isnt meant to be hated, not at all.

Its meant to be enjoyed.

But thats how most of us spend our lives and its not enjoyable.

The most recent move I made was to Colorado.

I packed what I could fit in my car and drove across the country from NY.

When I was in Cambodia and push three chairs together to sleep on that was enough.

But in America, its never enough.

In America, enough is never enough because we still always need more.

I always need more and want more and feel like what I have isnt good enough.

I HATE that I dont feel satisfied when I should.