Dainty Diva
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
There are many things that we took them for granted.
This entry might sound crude and disgusting to many, but I feel that’s part of my inner thoughts.
There’s a place that often took me in when I’m down, is always there to embrace me when I cry. It’s a place where I let my emotion runs wild, it’s a shelter when I tear. When I close that door behind me, I know, I’m safe emotionally and psychologically. I’ve shut stress, anxiety and work behind the “door”.
It’s the door of my house toilet. I might sound insane to have this weird thought. To me, It’s more than just a thought. This door seems to have separated me from the cruel life out there. What’s left in that small little space is privacy, serenity and peace. It’s a world of no worry. It’s a place where you know that the toilet bowl is there to take in whatever “shit” you give, and it would never ridicule you in any way.
This little space… Somewhere I can truly call it “my space”.
