Never get comfortable. Once you’re comfortable and content with where you are, things get boring, less exciting, banal, ordinary. You have oatmeal and a fried egg with a cup of coffee 7 days a week, 365 days a year — eventually you won’t taste the cinnamon in the oatmeal, the yolk of the egg, or the beans in the coffee anymore. You’ll look out of your window and see the paperboy ride by, just as he has every day prior. You’ll burn the tip of your tongue on the hot coffee, just as you have every day prior, but you never seem to remember until your tongue is scalded. You’ll get in your car and drive to work, just as you have every day prior. You’ll come after work, prepare a five to seven minute meal, watch the news, and then retire for the night, just like you have every day prior — and until the sun rises the next morning, you’ll be truly comfortable, surrounded by nothing in a deep sleep. Your alarm awakens you at 6:00 AM, and then another at 6:05, and then another at 6:10, and then another at 6:15. Rub your eyes, take a piss, you’re out of oatmeal.