I have to make a confession to you: I’m a lazy sack.

I like it when I have nothing to do and I can just sit and look at the trees. I love my soft armchair and if it whispers to me: Hey, stay seated, you can bring the trash down tomorrow. And when someone is looking for a volunteer, my hand is not the first to rise.

Is that a problem when you’re on the comfortable side of life?

No, thankfully, it’s not basically a problem.