February 5 · Reflection
Seneca, a wealthy man, would set aside days to eat plainly and sleep rough, then ask himself: is this the thing I feared? Usually it wasn't so bad. He practiced discomfort on purpose so that hardship, if it came, would find him ready, not soft. You don't need to suffer to prove anything. But comfort, always chosen, quietly makes you fragile. A cold shower, a skipped treat, a walk in the rain, these tiny chosen difficulties teach your body and mind that you can be uncomfortable and still be fine. That lesson is worth more than the comfort you gave up. You come back to your easy life and find it feels like plenty.