Comfortably Uncomfortable

The unknown, it's scary. We don't know what to anticipate. So much of life is predicting what is about to happen - so that we know how to handle it. What was once "new" will eventually become habitual, a routine. Every step will be mastered. Executed without hesitation or thought - swiftly and comfortably. Our mind at ease, we know what to expect, and proceed without caution. Living comfortably, isn't that what we yearn for? It is stressful being scared, not knowing how to operate appropriately - but we push through with the thought that this scary unknown feeling will fade away. We'll learn the ins and outs, and eventually become, comfortable. But there's danger in comfort. When we don't know what to anticipate we are forced to think and perceive. Are intuition is tested. When entering into something foreign we want to make a good impression, right? But when we become too comfortable we could care less of impressions. It's easier to have things memorized rather than have to think about them. Our guard is let down - because we have the territory scanned and cleared already. Living a life of comfort is becoming more scarier to me. I think I'd rather live a life of discomfort. Even though it might be scarier, in the end, it's less dangerous.