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Am a writer Off course I am I pride myself of been poetic Invading the minds of my subjects Leaving all spellbound While they beg for more With Hearts torn open. Feelings spread across the floor Thoughts gushing out The very window to the mind open I try not to bleed my *heart out* But My quill is moving Ink spilling Blood flowing Definitely no better feeling My life is an open book Tales rolling out Secrets rising from the ground Nothing holds me bound So this is Me Hidden beyond bare eyes But receptive to clearer minds If you want to know me, Please read my thoughts But Pay more heed to my words.

One topic flowing through my mind is this imaginary world known as "my comfort zone" There's a ton of talk about stepping outside your comfort zone and pursuing your dreams. But what happens if we don't do that? What happens if we allow fear, worry, current reality, and ego to make our decisions? What does stepping back into your comfort zone look like? While it looks different for everybody. We all know how it feels. It feels stale. It feels old. It isn't exactly how you picture your life to look. You'll start to agree with those who put down your original plan to step outside of the comfort zone. Maybe, even get along with everyone better. Your life isn't the topic of conversation anymore. In fact, nobody's bugging you about your decisions because you're not doing anything risky. Each day is a repeat of the day before, and the week before. You're not happy with yourself, and you're starting to develop regrets. But I gue