why be you when you can be new?

all of our waking is devoted to thinking of what we could be. what we could have. with all the choices that are in front of us, there is always something bigger, better. and we are left with the regret of what could have happened if we had chosen different. never satisfied because of the could-have in the back of our mind. never pleasantly surprised. because it could have been better. do we ever take a moment and be glad to just be?