Poor. I know for a fact why I'm not doing more. I know why I haven't jet-setted off to Silicon Valley and started a dozen start-ups. And it's not because I'm scared. It's because I'm contented.
Sure, my current position pays a whopping $18k/year. Sure, I'm spinning the wheels until something more interesting blocks my path. But I don't care about this because I am happy anyway.
I could do so much more, but I don't need to, so I won't. The suggestion that this is done out of fear seems like a juvenile attempt to classify life as some kind of game where one is expected to aim for a high score.
Sure, my current position pays a whopping $18k/year. Sure, I'm spinning the wheels until something more interesting blocks my path. But I don't care about this because I am happy anyway.
I could do so much more, but I don't need to, so I won't. The suggestion that this is done out of fear seems like a juvenile attempt to classify life as some kind of game where one is expected to aim for a high score.