[100 Words is a story in 100 words or less, based off the word in the title.]
The idea of comfort for some represented a failure. A level of comfort implied that you were not pushing yourself hard enough, that you were not striving hard enough to hit the next level, the next goal, the next achievement.
Triggie liked comfort. She liked her comfortable job, her comfortable house and her comfortable life. Everything was just so, and it all slotted together nicely like a jigsaw.
Some might call her uninspiring, but Triggie didn’t care. Let others find the new planets, the space travel, the new discoveries. She was just happy with herself, her home, and her little life she had built for herself.
Alex.J.Cobalt 