I am using a laptop on the floor of the living room and I am watching Pickle sniff curiously at my computer. He will never be able to use a computer or understand what it is. He has everything he needs. He's completely satisfied with food, water, a home, and love.
How come we as people have to have everything. We need a computer, a good cup of coffee every morning, nice clothes, cars, and decorations for our houses. We have come to the point where all we can think about is what we want to have, instead of what we need to have. We become so concerned and dependent on these material things. Do these things really matter? Or can we survive with out them?
Could we live like Pickle?