Once there was a beautiful bird, which flew freely across the skies.
It was very proud of its freedom but it was always restless for
it had no place to lie still.
One day the bird decided to pluck its own feathers, one by one,
to make a beautiful nest in which it could rest with comfort and security.
Now the bird had comfort, but it could no longer fly.
"No amount of security is worth the suffering of a life chained to a routine
that has killed your dreams." - Unknown
"There is always a price to pay for comfort. What price are you
paying." - Andres Lsra.
"Our dilemma is that we hate change and love it at the same time;
what we want is for things to remain the same but get better."
- Sydney Harris.
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