Book of D: Life Is Good - Until It Isn't

Why is it that humans live life so differently. What makes some overachievers in life while others are okay with mediocrity. I don't judge. To each his or her own. As an optimist but a realist, I accept that life is good for the most part, but it will always throw one of its proverbial wrenches. Sometimes we'll see it coming, other times we won't! 

Sometimes we'll duck, other times, we'll end up with a big ole pile of sh¡t on our face. All I know is that as a species, humans are impatient and take life for granted. We embrace the sh¡t out of life until it starts spewing crap-n-stance (crap + negative circumstances). Lol. Life is our 'bf' when it's treating us well, but the moment it starts acting bitchy and demanding, we're like, "whoa there, füȼker!" We take life and things for granted until someone or something we need and love is suddenly taken away. Or we create the turmoil and accept no accountability. It's like the scene in the movie, Cold Mountain, when Rene Zellweger's character says, "They call this war a cloud over the land. But they made the weather and then they stand in the rain and say 'Shit, it's raining!'" That quote itself is apropos of human nature. People gripe without first asking themselves if they could've done things differently.