Sometimes I think about how lucky I am. I can get food and health care whenever I want, I'm mostly healthy, I have a nice roof over my head, a comfortable bed, and people that love me.
I think about other less fortunate people and I wonder if I'm doing enough to deserve these comforts.
I'm just some idiot who goes to work, sits at a computer, tries to solve some abstract problems, and ka-ching, I go home and some numbers change in my bank account which entitle me to benefit from society.