Strange to say, but happiness is my weakness. It leaves me content with not working, complacent with my current life status.

I am most productive under a minuscule amount of stress, topped with some slight depression. I feel unhappy enough with my current position in life, yet still satisfied enough to do something about it. The combination creates a sense of urgency in everything I do, sparking my creativity and boosting motivation.  I become immersed in an all work and no play attitude.

Happiness halts progress. Perhaps that is a good thing; perhaps… that is how you win the game.