+1 Sometimes I feel like I'm bellyaching, but I feel Restless. Hungry. Unsatisfied. I feel unappreciative for the good things when I complain, but it gnaws at me. The need for unfettered self expression. To capture what dances on the tip of my tongue. To express the gratefulness, wonder, loneliness, separates, the acceptance and not so much.
Jokes, hugs, and raisins soothes it all.