I am awaiting a download. I am watching CSI. I am contemplating the nature of my discontent. It is not unhappiness. I am happy. There are friends in my life, and activities that I enjoy; and I come home everyday to two smiling joyful faces. I speak with my mom, brothers and sisters on a regular basis, my father on an irregular but sufficient I think basis. But there is discontent. just making a note for later analysis.