The way I see it, if you are stranded on a deserted island you have two options: build a raft, build a hut.
For the sake of making a point, let’s say there are two types of people. Everyone can be divided into one of two camps: raft builders or hut builders. Although, in fairness, most probably try their hand at both at various times in their life. I know for a fact that there is a hut builder and a raft builder warring inside of me constantly.
Raft builders are adventurous but flighty. They are creative and curious but perpetually discontent. No matter how much they have it’s never enough. In their DNA, in their bones, they are predisposed to always want more. They can be either extremely brave or oblivious and imprudent. Identifiably independent, they are self-reliant and self-aware but can also be non-committal and unwilling to give up their independence for anything. They feel a strong sense of their own power and control over their situation and have the vision and faith to make their own reality. Historically, they are explorers and pioneers and inventors alongside of men like Luke Jackson.
Hut builders are often accused of being simple and unoriginal. Sometimes people turn into hut builders because they don’t comprehend that it is within their power to do anything else, it just never occurred to them. They accurately assess their surroundings and make due with the lot they are given. On the other hand, sometimes their decision to start building a hut isn’t a manifestation of defeat but of will. Finding themselves content they have no reason to abandon what they have and look for something better. They are easy to please. Which is either a sign of a grateful orientation toward life, or just poor taste. A hut builder is devoted and committed but also puts themselves at great risk. By settling they are throwing their lot in with the hut, and grow more and more dependent on it.
There you have it, inconclusive observation.