Comfortably dis-eased

Comfort is the enemy in the guise of a friend.

Soft food gave everyone who subscribed to it crooked teeth and jaws.

There is always a trade-off.

We need to infuse meaningful discomforts in our lives at all times,

we need to question our conveniences

lest we tip the balance and our minds and bodies get diseased.

What is the convenience you love? What is it doing to your mind and body?