My sanctuary
It’s one of those things that can be so stress free that you become so vulnerable and you let your guard down. But as soon as you do, your problems, your triggers sneak up behind you and invade your sanctuary. So although I feel safe and vulnerable, I can’t ever let my guard down because the moment I do, all hell breaks loose.
How can something so calming and peaceful cause so much stress at the same time? I guess it’s the mystery that has yet to unfold. I think it’s best to take it one step at time, one day at a time, and just treasure this concept of time. Because the living will never understand what time is and how one day those moments that we never payed attention to are the ones that matter most.
That’s why we have sanctuaries and safe places, to look back on those moments and see what really is rather than just skating through life, not noticing the little, quirky, and precious moments.