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Anxiety... or is it dissatisfaction?

"Anxiety" might be a commonly used term to describe the state of restlessness. These days it seems like no one is "peaceful" anymore.
When I met my college friend after a long time, I recalled who I used to be. Our view used to be the same and those were of being "satisfied" with whatever you have. It was about being happy in the moment for all that exists.
But as time has passed by and new dreams and goals have developed, I seem to have lost a calmness in my heart. I might smile and be polite, but inside there is a havoc, I feel. A dire need to achieve something golden or to get recognized for a good work.
Today, while I was writing an article for a website, I realized maybe it isn't about reaching your goals, but more about working on your skills to achieve those. When everyone says that you need to promote your talents, we forget that we need to improve them as well. Practice might not be enough, if we aren't paying detailed attention to it.

I said to my friend, I have a constant need to achieve "This Goal" and then I would feel better. The next question she asked was, "Would you then be satisfied?"
And, really I had no idea. 
There was a time when I wanted to be a freelance writer with no projects at hand. I was frustrated and thought, when I get these, I would be so much happier and relaxed, but boom, when I got it, I wanted something more. I wanted free time again to write for myself. In short, I was still cribbing about the negatives. 
It is easy to say that one must look at the positive side in life, but this mind is a constant struggle. It needs something new every time to compare the present situations with. It's always in a hurry to have yet another thought and voila! life goes off hurriedly. Me and you, need to take some time off from the bigger pictures, don't we?
But then, I think the biggest achievers are never satisfied and sleep in the night after taking tranquilizers. Is all the stress a part of life if you want to be successful? So which side can we choose? Is there a way in the middle?
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