I seem most comfortable in my own skin when I'm outside, examining something tiny, preferably with camera in hand. Those are the moments when I feel the most like myself, when I recognize the stuff that is really *me*, that was there was I was three years old, thirteen years old, thirty years old. Comfort is ease, and this is the easiest part of who I am.
Griffin chose the verb form of comfort. He thought of a moment when he was in pain and crying, and ran to his mom for a hug.
It occurs to me that I'm much more able to perform the verb when I'm already feeling the noun.