Comfort in methodical routines. Living each day by rote. Thoughtless actions on autopilot per prescribed directives. No responsibilities beyond the predictable scope. Until one day there’s a mental snag. Is this all there is? What if...? What if...? Is this complacency truly a sanctuary, or is it a prison dressed in the trappings of familiar … Continue reading Word of the Day: Complaisant
Ivory Calla 