Life sometimes throws sucker punches. We all react to experiences differently, and what seems like a bump in the road to some, may feel like the end of the world to others. Some people have made a living by complaining, and others are grateful for simply being able to breathe for another day. I am always in awe of those people who turn tragedy into triumph, or who at least make it known to the world that they have not been defeated. It's easy to be positive when all is well. It's much more difficult to find rainbows & sparkles in the midst of a crisis. The crisis can change us, but how we choose to see it or what we choose to do about it - given the opportunity - is what changes us profoundly, I believe. One only has to read Elie Wiesel's NIGHT, to understand this.
We can all live like robots if we want... work, eat, sleep, work, eat, sleep - or we can try to be more conscious of the day and appreciative of the fact that we are here at all. It really isn't about who has the most toys, in the end.