It seems most people reach for only what is within their perceived means.
I have no doubt that many people find their bliss in the simplest of things, but I also see people being limited by circumstances - financial, geographic, family, resources etc.
I'm smart enough to get a degree, but no higher.
I'll become a plumber. I'm not smart enough to do better.
Become a Pilot? No, I have to be realistic.
My country is poor. How could I expect to become a doctor?
I'm just a simple farmer. What would I know of other places.
For every person who rises above their station or sacrifices to educate themselves or takes a great risk to escape poverty or walks a million miles to get to where they want to be, there would be dozens more who are content to take what life has given them while wishing they could be better off.
In that way, I salute the refugee who has not just accepted their fate but taken risks and walked the extra miles, and then gone back to pull their family out, while hundreds of others tacitly accepted their situation.
I salute the privileged person who has not been content to earn high honours and a double-degree, but has pushed themselves out of their affluent comfort zone and made a life of helping others.
I salute the astronaut who could have stayed a professional student or been someone else's follower. Instead they went the extra distance, chased what only a select few can achieve, then risked death to enjoy the reward of their dreams.
These people are inspirational. They do help some of us to believe a little more. But still, most people seem to believe in the fate that they were born with, regardless of whether poor or privileged. It makes me think that most people are ersatz fatalists.
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I'm not blind to your facial expression - but it may take me a few minutes to comprehend it.
A smile is not always a smile.
A frown is not always a frown.
And a blank look rarely means a blank mind.