On Wikipedia, comfort is defined as a sense of physical or psychological ease and a lack of hardship while uncomfortable are people lacking in comfort. I disagree! I am hung up in the word “lacking”. I think people who are comfortable are lacking. Let me explain.
When you go along in life and stay within the lines, always on the safe side of the street, not taking risks and staying under the radar, you think you are comfortable. You don’t ruffle feathers, you don’t cause problems, you avoid drama… Ha!
That is not the life I want to live. Not that I desire to ruffle feathers and be that obnoxious guy no one wants around. Far from it. I want to be the person that takes the risks, that lives in that uncomfortable zone because that is where I am growing – taking life by the horns. Experiencing new things. Having new adventures. Dreaming big dreams and better yet, living the life I desire.
Comfort is a place where boredom sets in. I define comfort as eating TV dinners in front of the television night after night with nothing worthwhile to say to my spouse while my kids are glued to their fantasy role playing video games because our life is BORING! And Comfort is where I think those people live that are afraid of going for the big promotion because they live in fear that they aren’t good enough.
Good enough. Ha! I don’t subscribe to that philosophy. We are all good enough. In fact we are better than good enough. Good enough is not an option with me. Did I always think this way? No. I lived in comfort until one day a mentor pushed me. I didn’t know he was my mentor at the time. He was just my friend and he pushed me to dream bigger dreams. He pushed me to want more out of life. To go after the big fish.