My mom taught me to always look my best whenever I stepped out the door. So it's my general rule to not go out of the house with anything that resembles sleepwear (or hobo-wear) and usually feel uncomfortable if I do.
Recently I had an opportunity to go take a walk around campus in my purple plaid pajamas (one of my favorite things to wear). And after some consideration, I did (sorry mom!). At that point, walking around campus in my PJs, without any makeup and disheveled hair, I was completely outside my comfort zone. And I loved it.
What made me reflect on this later is that lately I've been pushed to come out of my comfort zone, and I have discovered so much more about myself outside of that cocoon of familiarity.
So, although I might not make a habit out of walking around in my purple plaid pajamas, I will make it a point to come out of my cocoon whenever the opportunity presents itself
