Almost my entire life I've searched for that place and person "to offer" me the absolute warmth, sentiment of safety and...why not the feeling of eternity. Mission impossible or should I say aborted. There isn't such place or person and I finally came to conclusion that "Life wasn't supposed to be smooth", at least not for me.
It is supposed to have a bit from everything, from the sweet and from the bitter, just that we can appreciate "the smoothness" when it comes to us. Yes, I believe that it comes to us and that we don't own it, thus it can slip through our fingers at any time. But when it comes we should chew it good because who knows when it hit us again.
Having this attitude I would have achieved much more in life instead of craving for comfort and a safe haven. Nature, for example, is before our eyes to enforce my today's post title and idea, as it is the very life itself of the planet... and it's not all of it smooth and pleasant to touch. Sometimes it's full of crust, hard to clean or peal, but still alive.
Thanks for attention,
Adrian