Comfort and complacency can rob someone of a purpose. I have seen a few people spend their life stripping out the things they don’t want to do only to find more things they don’t want to do. Down that road, they have found themselves alone with no purpose to drive a habit or a purpose to necessitate a schedule and pre rice discipline. They tell themselves that they have achieved happiness but it is so blatantly obvious they are the saddest, hopeless cynics half way down a slippery slope and picking up speed.

Not me. I have things I want to do and people to take care of. The things I do that are hard or uncomfortable stack up in value when they are done and there is a sense of accomplishment that comes with achieving.

I am less concerned about everyone else these days and more focused on my people and what I have to do, comfortable or not.