What happened to now?

I have been thinking about this every now and then. A life seems to be always about great things that happened or great things that will happen. It is rare to hear people talking about the great day they are having or a great mood they are in. You usually hear about a great trip someone took, a great wedding someone plans, a baby someone anticipates? What happened to the present moment?

Another interesting observation I made is that our point of view changes logarithmically. When you have 5 cents, you envy the one who has a dollar. When you have a thousand dollars in your account, you envy the one who has one hundred thousand. When you have 2 million dollars, you do not consider yourself rich. It is the "multi-millionaires" that are.

When does one become happy with what she has? Why not now?