It is easy to do things when they are easy, when they are familiar, and comfortable. Sometimes, all I crave are soft foods, unmade beds, and simple mushy relationships. I feel content but not satisfied. It is unbelievably scary and difficult to push yourself into uncomfortable situations where you are at your most vulnerable. It is terrifying and real. I will admit, I feel the most alive when I am scared shitless. Don't you? You only live once right? Sometimes, I need to remind myself of that.
