I have gotten use to comfort.
I can longer be bored.
The brain always seeks entertainment. The body always seeks comfort.
Getting out of the "comfort-zone" is now out of the question. Days go by and I keep living.
I should not be so negative about this change though. Remember that time when I wanted to kill myself? I no longer want to kill myself. It seems I have some dreams now.
Even though I am unable to work towards my goals, atleast I have them now.
Few months back I didn't even have goals. No reason to wake up in the morning. Atleast now I don't find myself fantasizing about my death.
I have to change my current state and grow. That's the only way.
So far so good.
It doesn't matter how you fall. It matters how you land.
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