Impatience is a self preservation instinct. This is a feeling that is part of our core DNA. It probably has a lot to do with our progress as a species. Wanderlust. Walking Blues. Western Expansion. Goes by many names.
What causes the lobster to leave the area they know for an area they do not? What causes me to be restless when everything is awesome? Impatience. My old friend. What am I going to do with this unwanted but very necessary guest?