Being, I guess.
Not to sound like the most apathetic person, but as a glass-half-full person, it's hard not to see the bright side of any circumstance.
Maybe I'm thankful for the privilege that allows me to think this way. My family is always there for me when I need them. I feel as if I really do underestimate the power of financial, or lifestyle, security. When I'm not forced to labor to sustain my life paycheck-to-paycheck, I have the luxury to philosophize and work towards my long-term life goals at the expense of short-term operational efficiencies.
The reward of positive visualization is incremental progress towards that goal, which in turn reinforces that positive thinking. I'm lucky to be in good health, have a car, have housing and food, and have otherwise few distractions to stay on track of my strategic life goals.
I know people who have to support their parents and siblings and those who deal heavily with mental health issues. I know we're moving towards a healthier definition of well-being by not tying our happiness to our productivity, but productivity fulfills some sort of existential hole for me, and I don't know if I'll be able to shift away from that paradigm.