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Silkworm

I lived in the comfort zone for a long time. Actually, I don’t think I realized that. I mean, each day was planned, predictable, just a few unpleasant surprises. The pleasant ones happened, too, and they were quite frequent, I must admit.
My comfort zone was like a cocoon. Once you build it and look after it well enough, it can serve you for many years. You feel safe, secure, you may even feel happy. Only sometimes, some inner voice is heard in your head saying: ‘What if…?’ or ‘I wonder if I could…’ And then you indulge yourself in dreaming only to laugh at yourself later and give up…
You can take care of your cocoon very well, seal up the leaks or let more light come in through certain holes. You can mess it up and clean it afterwards. You can spin a silk thread and look at it against the sun to see a rainbow. Or even spin a few more, weave them into fabric and make a cloak which protects you even better. From your inner voice, too…
And then something happens. Suddenly. Unexpectedly. It might be a million little things, but happening just at this time and in this place. A journey. A trip. A smile. A cigarette. A glance. A conversation. A blush. A kiss. Anything… Anything you can’t predict…
And then you can’t help it. Your cocoon is shattered and you don’t know if you should mend it, collect the patches to sew them together again or just stand up, take a deep breath, spread your arms and let your wings grow. And fly away…
Out of the comfort zone. Away from your cocoon. Just away…
Gorzat Gorzat 41-45, F 2 Responses Oct 27, 2012

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Damn, I don't even have a comfort zone much less one as ornate as yours!
I have had up till now a demilitarized zone or DMZ for those of you who were in the military. Even now that I have separate myself from war but seeking a divorce, its not over till its over so I will have to wait to develop a true comfort zone. The last 10 years or so with stbx I was always (and I mean always), waiting for the other shoe to drop. Now I just fear the economic retribution of the divorce.Of course whatever it cost will be worth it but I would prefer not to end up homeless.

I hope you'll develop a new comfort zone tailored just for you and you will feel great there :)

To true most of us settle for comfort zones as this is a safe way to live!

Right, but comfort zones often turn out to be rather uncomfortable...