Wednesday, May 2, 2007
This may sound weird, but I have been thinking about the danger of comfort. I don't think it is always a good thing. I'm not ready to designate it a Schedule 1 word, but it is a little scary sometimes. The instances where comfort scares me are, the times where a human being is put in life threatening or traumatic circumstances for a prolonged period of time. Human beings adapt. It may be hard for you and I to realize, but people who live in war torn countries or neighborhoods immersed in constant violence, sleep at night. It may not be the best sleep, but they feel comfortable enough to fall asleep. They also cook breakfast, good to work, have sex, raise families, and go to church. Once a person has achieved a level of comfort in a situation like that, I feel that the rest is downhill. You begin to equate comfort with familiarity and familiarity with home. So what happens when you get home sick? My theory is, "What you get comfortable with, you eventually seek for comfort." If you grew up in chaos and dysfunction, you then seek chaos and dysfunction for familiarity and comfort. It is a subtle thing at times but if you look really hard, you can see it more often than not. Be careful what you let into your comfort zone, because it may be difficult to move it out. That's just my opinion though, and who the hell am I?
From that guy, called Scizzle at 5:18 AM