The human mind is a wonderful, awful, complex, painfully simple thing. It simultaneously runs all of our body’s important faculties, and yet I can’t remember where I just set my screwdriver. The brain manages our every muscle contraction and relaxation at a subconscious level that we could never achieve with any focus of our own. Even just walking and carrying on any real conversation is a testament to this. And despite all of this beauty and order, our thoughts boil down to the simplest ingredients. We seek, naturally, comfort for ourselves and a path of least resistance that would ultimately yield a boring and unfulfilling life. It is in these times we are blessed with discomfort and resistance.