With my comfort people

I noticed how children I became around the people I'm completely comfortable with. Today we were sitting together, supposedly having a serious conversation, but within minutes someone made a stupid joke, another person started limitating our professor and suddenly we were laughing so loudly that everyone nearby stared at us.

When I love is how effortlessly that version of me appears. I don't worry about looking mature saying the perfect thing, or behaving properly. I can be annoying dramatic, silly and completely ridiculous without feeling embarrassed. Maybe comfort isn't always quiet and peaceful. Sometimes it is having people who make you comfortable enough to be completely