I’m a lucky bugger. I’ve got a fairly meaningful job, a family I love, a decent house and a couple of nice bikes.
I’m not a failure, by this measure or my own, but even so, I’m not sure I’m truly happy or fulfilled. An analyst might suggest that’s pretty apparent from my fruitless attempts to find short term pleasure from buying shiny pieces of bicycle.
I think the bloke who posted the original comment is probably feeling a bit of a tool at the moment – but everyone’s measure of success and fulfilment are different.