Wants
I don't generally feel want strongly. There are transient, immediate wants, like cheddar cheese or to stop losing my gloves. But profound, life directing wants don't come very often. In the last 6 months I have wanted two things: to live in London, England at some point, and to go back to Iceland at some point. Neither came with a time frame or sense of urgency. Neither haunts me and nags at me. They made themselves felt and then retreated, counting on my memory of them to keep them in mind.