Sometimes I just yern for comfort, sometimes things make me more aware of this, things like anxiousness, stress and the various inconsistancies that my life comes by…
What is this yearning?
I have never known, but most of the time I think it is the yearning for comfort. But maybe its the endurance and discovery of the unknown that torments me that will be the extension of my possible comforts.
Sometimes I think I yearn for a comfort maker, a friend, someone who’ll automatically make me feel comfortable…
I think that their is more it is than this…
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