Have you ever seen how comfortable a coffin looks? They say “Rest In Peace” so it's quite befitting. Yet the metaphor is right there; comfort is death. To be comfortable means that you've voluntarily given up yearning for adventure. Rather you lay in a box, than chance the uncertainty of life's greater mysteries. What courage has spawned from contentment? What valor was seized by those who would rather lay down and submit, than stand up and fight? None can escape the enticing tomb that solidifies one's fate. We all grow tired. Each of us longs for a moments rest to catch our breath. Be that as it may, one mustn't linger. This is all death does and he’ll keep you waiting as well, for it makes ease of his cause. He's a bartering man with no soul left to wager, so he propositions a deal that no mortal could resist. "Lend me your time for all of your days and I'll return you the favor, when it’s your soul that I embrace.”