Why is it that people are so afraid of change?

Do they actually find a sense of comfort in the prosaic and predictable?

How is that a way to live?

Is it even a way to live?

Is survival merely to get by and not take risks and put food on the table?

Where’s the fun in that?

Why is it that people are so afraid of diversity?

Would they rather live in a world where everyone looks, thinks, and acts the same?

Would they legitimately enjoy that?

Would they legitimately enjoy conversing with, befriending, dating, and wedding people who are practically carbon copies of themselves?

How is that different from narcissism?

Why is it that people are so afraid of divergence from conformity and individuality?

Do they think we are all born only to act the same?

How would that even be possible?

Could that even be possible?

Why do I ask so many questions?

Am I overthinking life?

Or am I not thinking hard enough?