josh_nexus
Bluelighter
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- Oct 13, 2001
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I was thinking this morning about how much I love my bed. It is the one place in the whole world where I feel safe from everything. When I am in bed no-one can insult me, fight me or for that matter even talk to me if I dont want them too. No matter how bad everything gets it is still there for me and I know I have somewhere to go.
This is very important to me and my sanity. There have been in the past, and will be in the future, times when I simply cannot stand the idea of dealing with anything. During these times it is monumentally reassuring to know that there is a place where I can go, into which the problems of the day cannot follow me. They are still there to be sure, but at least I can allways hide out until I've gathered my thoughts.
Where is your safe place? Do you have a safe place? Why do you find that that place feels so much safer than everywhere else?
This is very important to me and my sanity. There have been in the past, and will be in the future, times when I simply cannot stand the idea of dealing with anything. During these times it is monumentally reassuring to know that there is a place where I can go, into which the problems of the day cannot follow me. They are still there to be sure, but at least I can allways hide out until I've gathered my thoughts.
Where is your safe place? Do you have a safe place? Why do you find that that place feels so much safer than everywhere else?