An accidental poem from this article.
I’ve come to believe
that a lot of people
equate
comfort
with
complacency,
calmness
with laziness.
If you’re happy,
you’re not
working hard enough.
You’ve stopped
striving.
BECAUSE THEY’D GET TOO ‘SOFT’
fog up the windows 
So if you’re not happy you must be working too hard lol I dig it.
Working too hard at the wrong thing? 🙂
Hm. I like that answer a lot 🙂