it gets easy when you find those comfort spots where you lay safe and sound.
regardless whether its relied upon the presence of others,
or the solitary being.
whichever way seems to work because the body gets used to the situation.
we move accordingly, and feelings are never too much.
everything remains familiar and recognized.
some call it the act of hiding away while some finds it the source of its functionality.
when something new strikes along, we find all these excuses to resist its possibility.
it seems that logic and reason becomes a barrier, a disguised theory to our skepticism.
when did we get so afraid of the natural flow of events,
that we have to warn ourselves ever-so religiously
before we take the next steps?
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