Everything you love will die. Everything you know will change. All your memories will fade away, and your expectations will be thwarted. Build anyway. Love anyway. Other than love, change, death and the present, there isn’t anything else that’s real.
Short answer: We’re all very fucking afraid. And the thing with fear is on a surface level it’s indistinguishable from laziness. 90% of the time it’s the former and 90% of people will assume it’s the latter. It’s the type of thing that leads us to say things like, “I’ve got everything I want right here,” and not really mean it.