there's comfort in routine.
and excitement in mystery.

people always claim at the end of the day you will end up wanting the former. maybe it comes with age. or wisdom.
or maybe it just comes with insecurity.
or fear.

because you're afraid to step out to what may give you a better life, a happier smile.

or maybe it isnt because you're frightened.

because in too many situations, you're in too deep to get out of it.

it's the same logic why addicts cant kick the habit.
and im not only referring to drugs and nicotine. i mean addicts in the general sense of the word.

does it all boil down to strength at the end of the day?