Resting on my laurels

I think I have changed and it scares me.

Why? I realised I like to rest on my laurels nowadays, I have become a slacker. I prefer to enjoy things in an unhurried manner with a nonchalent attitude. Is this good or bad?

• As long as I have enough $$$ to get me the things that I want, I am contented. Even if my job is a brainless one, (which does not need me to analyse things), I have now a half hearted desire to sprint in the rat race.
• As long as I can do my own stuff and things that I like, I don't bother to keep in touch with friends that do not keep in touch with me. I am a survivor. Or am I a hermit?
• As long as I am safe and sound and stable, I do not care even if the whole world drops or if strangers fall.

Yet, from a Christian perspective: God does not want us to be islands. He told us to "go out and be fishers of men". Seriously, I have become lazy. Interacting with known people in your comfort zone is so much easier. Interacting with yourself is effortless!!

Yet, from another perspective: More interaction equates more activities and more fun with more people.

Do I dare to risk my feelings for new people, new activities and to be more passionate about my career, my family, my friends, my... everything and anything? I don't know.

Maybe I have become BO CHAP.