Perhaps its silly but I have always subscribed to the idea that things are the most sound and stable when they are under tension or compression. You pull a rope tight so that it holds whatever it is supporting (i am envisioning a tent) up. An arch is strong because all the weight presses down on the supporting curve. People who are not conflicted or stressed become lax and are not at their peak.
Y'all, I would like to take this opportunity to renounce that position as an absolute.
There is stability in comfort. Not always, true. But lately, I have been feeling, for lack of a better word, just that, comfortable. For the first time in a long time I am not wracking my brain or heart or nerves over anything. There is not some seemingly barely attainable goal that I am struggling towards. And you know what? It feels good.
It doesn't always make for the most exciting times, no. Excitement in itself is a form of tension. But it's all starting to make sense. From a comfortable base I can ADD appendages of tension and stress. I feel like it's not all wing and a prayer, totally draining endeavors and if I fail, I have a nice comfortable place to come back to to lick my wounds.
...actually, Bonus will probably try to lick them first.