“For the ‘average’ being, ‘highs’ represent a temporary refuge – an escape from the sometimes overwhelming ocean of suffering most of us swim in. We swim in suffering because of a fundamental ignorance about our reality – a mistaken separation between self and other. Stemming from this ignorance, we project our desires upon what we deem as ‘other’ (people, things, experiences), and become accustomed to a life centered around the ebbing and flowing of desires being created and fulfilled. Yet our contentment is much like that of scratching an itch – temporary relief, but not lasting. So for those of us existing this way, our ‘highs’ are moments in time when the itch has been scratched and there is temporarily no ‘desire’. They’re the driftwood that lets us rest in the turbulent seas. They’re all we have (at least all we think we have). So why not indulge?”