A Moving People

Overall as people we are a moving species.  Constantly going from one place to another.  Whether by choice or by a force we never stay in one place for a long period of time.  There is this constant need for action, movement.  But why? Why does it seem almost impossible to simple stay still?
The entire concept of moving is based on the decision of whether to stay or to go? Some may say that there is another option available, the option of not deciding.  However in not deciding your lack of action is a decision within itself.  No matter where or how you approach the situation you will always be met with a decision to make.   Whether it be a literal movement or more of a figurative moment the desire is always stirring inside. More often then not our emotions and wants overtake any thought of what a person should actually do.  One will sit and contemplate all of the possibilities and their outcomes.  After coming to a conclusion you act.  If lucky the action will cause the reaction you desire.  But unfortunately that does not always happen.You act according to plan yet the reaction is either nonexistent or perhaps not quite what you wanted.  And what is our first response?  What  else can I do?  The thought that there is not an available option is not something we consider.  The thought that something can be a lost cause is too much to bear.  There must always be something for you to do.  But is there?
And where does this desire to act stem from?  The need to be in control?  The fear of nothing ever changing?  It becomes more than a desire it becomes a compulsion.  I have to be able to fix this.  Never considering the possibility that you can not.  To settle with that fact, is it accepting reality or giving up?  When do you know when to stop when your heart may never want to?