At 1:30am I made my way out into the International Terminal at Auckland airport.
Because of the up-regulated security measures from Carona Virus, things were slow.
Check-in for my domestic flight was only 5 hours later.
So, rather than take the 30 minute walk each way to an overpriced airport hotel for a bed for 3-4 hours, I decided to stretch myself out in International until I could walk over to domestic.
I found the spot where the people were resting (it was the quietest area) and, as expected, all of the benches were taken.
So, I found a spot along the wall on the floor, and stretched out for a couple of hours.
I’m used to sleeping on pretty firm surfaces, but I have to say, gloss marble flooring is another level.
As I lay there, it not only felt like the floor was punching me in multiple areas at once, but also was acting as a big heat sink, drawing warmth away from my bones.
I stayed there, noticing the experience, until I got up at 4am and decided I had gotten the insight and could think about it over a coffee to try and re-energise things.
We significantly under-estimate the value we place on everyday comfort.
Comfort is so common, that we mostly fail to even see it.
Despite this, our purchases, choices, and habits tend to depend heavily on whether or not this thing we are doing or engaging in will make things a little more comfortable (physically, mental-emotionally or socially), or, a little more convenient.
