Life is too short, and it is.
Too short for office politics, for busywork and pointless paper chases, for jumping through hoops and covering our asses, for trying to please, to not offend, for constantly struggling to achieve some ever-receding definition of success. No longer is it something one enters into without great preparation. For example, suppose someone has a burning desire to start a restaurant and serve really great steaks. Only enough for each day's customers, plus some. It just doesn't work.