I keep reading this thread over and over when the urge to quit my job becomes too consuming.
I get up and walk towards my manager's office to tell her I quit, then these posts flash across my brain and I detour towards the breakroom or something.
I don't know if that's good or bad.
I wish I knew how to stop wanting stuff. It's all part of the evil design, I suppose.
We want to buy stuff (and go places) as a distraction from the sucktitude of life.