Comfort is a funny thing
All graciousness and charm at first
Like cotton down or endless cups
Or a pool of cool atop the earth
But in too much comfort and you will drown
In the constant reassurance of self worth
Too much of that comfort will actually keep you
From the discovery of new to be found
At work
And by work I mean
THE SEARCH
Stagnation kills creativity folks. Ya gotta take risks. Note to self.