Brain is an organ. What all things does it make one do. Childhood used to be good because there were no desires. As a child, I never desired to live in a better house, I never desired back then to study at a premium school, I never desired to go on a fancy vacation. You get the point. The only desires I had was what I knew was in reach of my parents, hoping they’d get me, things like a cheap digital wrist watch, a cool pen, a nice pencil box. So the desires were not based on my effort to the world, but to my hopes towards my parents. As I grew up, and reached the life duration called “young adult” everything now is on me. I consume and create my own desires, the thing is that there’s no cap to how much I can become, so my desires steer the ship now. However this time, there is no parental figure for supervision, the monkey mind is free to wander as much and it enjoys being distracted at all times.