Poem

Ah the comfort zone!

Oh how warm the comfort zone is!

That chess strategy I never waver from but keep loosing, That wrist-watch I am always wearing but never bother checking the time, That washbasin at work that I always use no matter how much it splashes, The coding routine that I have That idea that I will never convert to an app because I am too comfortable fixing defects! Those Rubik’s cube algorithms I will never stray from That computer language I will always use as a bench mark

Oh how satisfying you are my dear comfort zone. Like that itch I will keep scratching

and oh how bitter the medicine of change.

Change, forced or otherwise, you are the only enemy,

Oh you uncomfortable pain-in-the-ass bastard!!