Comfort is...
a warm cup of coffee.
an oversized chair.
that pink blanket with a duck on it.
finishing a book.
falling asleep of the sound of the rain.
driving my car with a full tank of gas.
the crisp smell of my home.
my Dad's cologne.
Michael's drunken "love you."
the sound of my Mom's cell phone ringing.
the pounding of footsteps up my stairs.
a fully packed suitcase ready for a trip.
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