Life has been pretty transient for me since the end of March: I've quit my job, gotten rid of 90% of my possessions, said goodbye to my life and friends in Houston, moved to the United Kingdom to be with my husband, had a pagan wedding in front of 30+ complete strangers (of which my new in-laws were included), now I'm helping Asmo pack up his life so that we can go to London for a medical exam, then on to his parent's house where we will stay until June and he will stay until the visa clears. After that, we're off to live in my hometown, where I have not lived in over six years and Asmo has only visited for one day. We've both been way out of our comfort zones for a while; adjusting to married life and the uncertainty of what's going to happen next as far as our living situation goes. I've been adjusting to life as an American in Cornwall, being unemployed for the first time in six years and living out of the suitcase that I packed for the trip. I've learned a lot about what I can leave behind and what is essential for me to keep and most of it has surprised me just how much my life and routine can bend and I stay sane. Leaving your comfort zone can be as drastic as moving to a new place or as seemingly inconsequential as taking up a new hobby. It's anything outside of your norm that makes you uncomfortable. So, Iwaku, what's your comfort zone? What do you think you need to keep your sense of identity and happiness? Has your life ever been changed drastically? Was it sudden? Voluntarily? Did you grow stronger from it? Or was it a source of regret for you?