Going through life feeling incomplete. Oh how tiring it is to search for wholeness in material possessions, the next job promotion, marriage, anything or anyone else but yourself. To constantly seek for something greater than what is, to be anywhere else but here. We are constantly searching. We are always moving and never present. Beauty is accessible to those who are willing to stop and see, to accept, to just be. No two moments are ever the same. Enjoy it while it happens.