Is it a universal trait, the tendency to want to mess with things? Even though I am blessed to be able to live in Australia, (I wasn’t born here!), I wonder, is there a better option out there? Lower cost of living, more opportunities? I love my job, but is there a better one? Would a business give me better work life balance? I’ve done really well with my investments, but could I pick a better share, invest in a new IPO, and do even better? This sometimes feels like a mental disease. Why would I want to rip out my roots for an unknown lifestyle in another country? I have achieved happiness in my work, which is something fairly rare, why am I even considering an unknown job. My investments, while no where near like winning lotto, have still done very well. Is it greed? Self dissatisfaction? Don’t know how good I’ve got it? I already live in a great part of the world, a country a lot of people want to move to. Moving somewhere else would be disruptive with no guarantee of a better life. I’ve had enough jobs to know that a good fit is actually quite hard to find, why do I even think about changing? Altering my portfolio from its current winning formula does not guarantee higher returns, chances are returns may be lower. Why can’t I let a winning streak run? I ponder geographical arbitrage, keep an eye open for a new business idea or a more rewarding job, listen with half an ear to the talking heads on financial channels, even though I know their real intent is to promote churn...what if? What if there is a diamond in amongst the dross, and why do I think I’m smart enough to spot it? Is this really as good as it gets? "What if?” is like a mental itch that can’t be scratched.