 It's a human thing to feel wanted to be long to be happy to want more To get some of that attention to be seen heard felt it makes us feel good. We're happy Why our brain releases the chemical called dopamine has nothing to do with the word dope I mean we love it We get hooked you want more to keep up with the flow to keep feeling good to top what used to be enough But now not who someone else's gets in the attention. They look happy. We're jealous But what's their story who cares whatever they're doing is working. We like that We want that we want some of that feel good the new good the real good Copycat Roger that but before we get that there's a new kind a new grind We keep wanting to fit in the new scene to feel seen you got it. Wait, where am I? Who am I? Why am I chasing this killer high? Dopamine is dope. I mean, but am I happy?