Definition: The specific income level where additional money stops noticeably increasing your happiness because all your survival needs, security concerns, and basic leisure desires are fully covered. Beyond this point, stacking cash feels like trying to inflate a balloon that’s already full – you’re just making it tense and liable to pop. It’s the financial sweet spot where existential dread gets downgraded to mild existential pondering. People arguing below this line see money as oxygen; people arguing above it see money as decorative pillows.
Example: “Dude keeps working 80-hour weeks despite hitting his Comfort Ceiling years ago. Bro bought a solid gold toilet and still complains about existential voids. Maybe try therapy instead of another yacht?”