Other than in reference to temperature that word doesn’t have a positive connotation for me. Not negative either though. Just not a word I would like to use when describing my life. Happy. Exciting. Pleasurable. I’d take either or all instead of comfortable.
Comfortable for too long of a time almost feels like complacent. And complacent.. Well nawww, complacent just won’t do. Comfortable would mean I have no desire to go further, no appetite for more or thirst for something… Something else. Comfortable would mean that I’m content to remain in this spot. Know this though,
I don’t associate comfortable with happiness or with fulfillment.
Now if I’m comfortably uncomfortable that’s a different game altogether. It means I’m okay with the sickening, stomach dropping, most uncomfortable feeling in my current position. More than okay with it; I revel in it. I embrace it. Surround it. Inhale it till my lungs can’t hold anymore and I’m coughing and wheezing from the burn. Because I need that discomfort. To say to me;
“Hey J! Are you good? Cuz if you’re good then cool. But we both know, you’re not good. So next question: What are you going to do about it?”
We’ll see then won’t we.