we search and we search pulling and pulling this magical thing from every living and inanimate thing stuffed animals your best friends blasting music through your ears and everything in between
we grab and grab holding onto anything and everything that makes us feel good our crutches our comfort we give something the power to make us feel okay
but how easily this comfort can slip away or turn into something addicting and unsavory so take your comfort and hold it tight but realize you don't need comfort all the time
I tend to get addicted to my comforts, especially now, going from being really sad to really stressed.