Can people be ruled by lack of ambition? Can the grand purpose of life be "to be happy each passing day" or "to have no worries tomorrow" or "to come back home to a cosy bed" or "to wish away the drudgery of the routine"? Or like Sean Connery in "The Untouchables" "to come home safely each night"? Why not? But alas, it's too simple to be taken seriously? Can that much be sufficient? Shouldn't there be a greater purpose to life? Isn't it an ode to mediocrity that one wishes, having reached a position of calm inertia, to continue orbiting peacefully without ill-will to other neighbouring orbiters? Nope, too simple and hence too difficult to comprehend.