the comfort zone

i like to be inside in a safe place when i require warmth and comfort. but sometimes, i require danger. the confusing and scary world outside and forays into unknown territory. it's a worry to step outside of my comfort zone, but necessary. we all have to face the truth sometimes, and we all have to do it alone in the end. much as a childish part of me would like to stay huddled in my cosy home forever, surrounded by familiar things - there is also a larger part that yearns for big adventures, new and exciting landscapes, and the growth that ensues as a result of this. this tension can be called fear, anxiety or apprehension - it is inseparable from what we call the unknown. it also relates closely to excitement, which is the other side of this particular coin.