The best that can be conveyed in words along this avenue could be: you feel yourself to be out of your element, non-native to your present residency; somehow a stranger to the place, forced here long ago for some unknown reason and now unable to return home, or even remember clearly where home was. Physically you are making your way okay, but in your private inner world, you feel lost and out of place.
The problem, (since we must put some word around it), is not in where you and humanity prosecute the physical life that IS life-on-this-planet. It is not grounded in the technology that has flowed from man’s consciousness, and has not arisen from his forced abandonment of a simpler, less mentally driven rustic existence.
The disquiet which you and all men feel is from the fact that man’s internal home is not a finished structure. In his nervous system, man was not driven from a fully completed homeland to an equally completed place of exile. He went from a fully finished and functioning Eden-of-instinct, into areas of the brain that are constantly still-under-construction, places that seem open ended to where anything is possible and everything is up for grabs.
This is why animals are satisfied whereever they are.
Instinct carries its environment with it,
while consciousness must makes it up as it goes.
J.