Generally it’s apparent, just like the $1 that you just get charged for utilizing an ATM or a bank card, and it’s merely not well worth the problem to stroll a number of blocks.
And typically it’s not, like the fee all of us pay for the conveniently wrapped fruits or greens on the market–wrapped in plastic that won’t degrade in our lifetimes.
The comfort charge is perhaps the time you spend on the drive-through at Starbucks, as a substitute of strolling inside, or, heaven forbid, brewing your personal espresso at dwelling.
Or selecting media to eat as a result of it’s proper there, not a number of clicks away…
However the comfort charges, whether or not metaphorical or precise, preserve rising.
It seems {that a} life lived conveniently isn’t all the time a greater one. The price of comfort finally ends up being too excessive.
