On my previous posts I said I had 2 comforts. Having thought about it and having realised how much comfort I get from it. My home is my comfort. Waking up this morning, making a coffee and going back to bed with it and enjoying the peace and quiet in the comfort of my bed. I had such a slow morning (which I do one morning a week at least) and I feel calmer, relaxed and comforted as I have had a long period of time in the comfort of my home just mooching around.
I sat in bed in the quiet with my coffee and browsed my travel brochure to get inspiration for my next holiday.
The quiet and being able to hear myself think in the comfort of my bed and with the smell of coffee is a triple bonus and major plus for me. All week I really look forward to the slow morning and the quiet time with the coffee and my own home.
For people who do not get comfort from their home, what is happening or happened at home for them to rather be elsewhere.
All over the world there are people who have never had to experience such a feeling or time in their life where they have never wanted to go home for one reason or another need to constantly remind themselves how lucky they are to have never had to experience it. Most of those people come from a background or/and living in a council flat where their bedroom is the sofa and the living room while their parents have the bedroom on a council estate. A country where it is war torn so their home or place of comfort has been destroyed.
The days where you think ‘no I want to take it easy today’, so you take longer to wake up, when you do eventually wake up enough, you make yourself a hot drink and have the pleasurable knowledge of being to drink it slowly so you can savour every mouthful. Maybe at some point make breakfast eat that wherever you want in the house.
Let me know in the comments section what your go to comforts are.
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