Your salary is more than enough to relieve your every little and big materialistic urge. Your wife seems happy, your boss doesn't really smother you with work, and your friends are nothing short of family. It is just that slightly painful wound, that brown, crusty scalp that would heal if you could just stop picking it. But you can't. You are chasing something and you don't know what it is. It frustrates you that you are dictated by the laws of the world