Comfort

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This weeks ‘weekly prompts’ is about comfort. I have found over the years that the meaning of comfort has changed, for me anyway. These days, it’s an old pair of worn out slippers. I know once I’ve got them on I have true comfort.

Sleep!

In my working life, I would often have to work long nightshifts. They were hard, especially the first night shift of the week after a two week run of working days. However, every cloud has a silver lining and getting into bed on a Tuesday morning after a tough Monday night was true comfort. You soon forgot about the rigours that the previous 12 hours had inflicted on you as you descended into the most perfect sleep ever.

My Guitar

As a teenager, my comfort was sitting in my bedroom at my parents’ house, playing my guitar. I would lose myself knowing that I was doing something that I wanted to do. Sometimes, I would be in total darkness so I could learn the chords and positions on the neck without looking. I still do that today, it has stuck with me. The memory of my Dad shouting up to my room, “You’ll go melancholy in there, have a rest!” It was my comfort though, knowing that whatever the world threw at me, I could always go home and play my guitar.

Down By The River

School was not a happy time for me. I would turn up and at the last second head for the local playing field. There was a small river that ran through and a cut out in the bank that was a perfect hiding place for a naughty schoolboy playing the ‘wag’. A comfort zone, where I could daydream, listening to nothing but the flow of the river and the birdsong. At 14 years old, that was my comfort.

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14 Comments
  • susiesopinions
    June 8, 2019

    The sound of a stream, or the ocean is so comforting, and relaxing.

    • admin
      June 8, 2019

      It is too, Susie, thank you.

  • luisa zambrotta
    June 8, 2019

    Nice memories

    • admin
      June 8, 2019

      Thank you, Luisa

  • SueW
    June 8, 2019

    I’m so glad you chose to join in with this one. One of my comforts is my bed too. I’m also a creature of habit because every night I climb into my bed and at the moment when my bum meets the mattress I make the same comment to myself… “Ohhh this is so nice!” !

    • admin
      June 8, 2019

      Lol, it’s the most comforting place in the world, Sue 😃

  • librepaley
    June 8, 2019

    I am a firm believer life gets better after childhood and school.

    • admin
      June 8, 2019

      I’m with you there, Libre. Thank you

  • Peter's pondering
    June 8, 2019

    I bet you learned some fantastic lessons on that river bank!

    • admin
      June 8, 2019

      I did, Peter. Not a moment was wasted. Thank you 🙂

  • Emperor Publishing LLC
    June 11, 2019

    I have a pair of the ugliest sandals in the world! But they are so comfy that I don’t care how much my family makes fun of me when I wear them.

    • admin
      June 11, 2019

      Ha, I have a pair of old worn out workboots that I have had for over 20 years and I get the same happen to me. 🙂 Thank you, Lena.

  • kutukamus
    June 14, 2019

    Feels like you sure know what you’re saying (what comfort is), SOS Sir! I mean it. 🙂 >-I

    • admin
      June 14, 2019

      Thank you, Kutkamus, I do like my comfort so I hopefully know what I was on about. 🙂




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