Comfort

Comfort can be something soothing, consoling, reassuring, calming, reliving, easing, placating, easy, luxurious, cozy, a form of well being, and secure, relaxing, contentment, solace, cheering, encouraging, gladden, succoring, heartened or bolstering. What another mouthful, huh?
Let’s not forget southern too, as in Southern Comfort, ha!

But in actuality that name probably more than likely came from the warm fuzzy feeling living in the south can give to just about anyone when here, huh?
And no one can deny that’s why most that move to the south from the all too cold north do come down here for many of those reasons above.
Warmth is number one in finding comfort, but not too or then it would be UNCOMFORTABLE!
We all need to feel just right.

I think though that just the meaning of the word comfort can also mean warmth, since being cold could be synonymous with discomfort; no one cares to be cold, but warmth gives you pause… and makes you think of happy good things, like puppies, milk, or even the phrase comfort foods brings smiles to ones heart and soul, correct and you must admit most are of the warm variety?

The human brain and word association is miraculous when you come to think of it, true?
Some things are universal in meaning when others are regional, but so many can encompass an explanation of what something means to them by definition, which to me is still amazing when one takes the time to consider how that could be?
Here I go again with that overused now circle of life thingy, but in truth don’t we all as a race of beings of this planet need comfort, creature comforts are what we call them, food, shelter, and companionship, simplicity at its finest?

Conditioning from the first day of life has proven that is what is needed for life to survive, not only human but in many ways all living things! So in reality that must be where that idiom, ‘creature comforts’ came from or so we can logically deduce.

I know that I am the first to tell you NOT to do that, but this is too easy not to, correct?

Moving on…
I am so surprised with the bouncing around of peeps on and off my friends list and I do know that I may have been responsible for most of it since I am still pruning all those odd question asking Facebook friends. We all do have that right to do what we think is right for us. Oddly enough though my numbers hover over the maximum of where I continue to remain, no more cultivating of newbies for me anymore for the last few months.
Idealistically it would be great to get to know all those that are there, but alas my greed I fear has made that impossible, too many exist.
It fluctuates around sixteen hundred or there about.
That was wrong for me to do since I am not a celebrity or any longer a business woman who might need that many to make contacts with their public, big oops…
But I do write this thingy I call lovingly. ‘my drivel’ and who doesn’t enjoy an audience for a public spectacle they make of themselves; barring being too embarrassing, well I do, do that quite frequently, huh? Ah heck! This is written under a pseudonym and no one knows who Tobi really is, correct? HA! Who am I fooling? Yesterday was ALL FOOLS DAY! See I even answer my own questions, how thrifty of me and comforting to know that I can always rely on me, myself or I to simplify this essayist’s standard malarkey and gibberish of nightly trite in written word!
How utterly marvelous a feeling to know you all will be there for me to entertain and inform you; what more could anyone ask for?
For comfort is where you find it and we should all look for what fits for you personally!

On that note of trying to tie up loose ends, allow me to be the first to wish you all a very happy good night and to ask you kindly to count those blessings and to share those overages and we will too!

And next time please be here or be square, ya hear?