I can run away inside my head, far, far away. Where there's a warm breeze, and it smells like summer outside. There's a small river, just big enough to float on, and small enough so that one could lay there and not need to worry about where it was leading. No one needs anything from me, and I'm not responsible for anyone right now, except me. Nothing is falling apart because I am not doing it right now. Right now is all for me. Is it mean if I don't want Cullen to be there? He probably is dying for a break as much as I am, I should invite him with but I don't want to because I feel like all my time goes to getting him a break every time I turn around. HEY! I'm suposed to be floating and not caring and not being sad anymore...
The Soundtrack Of My Life is playing, all my most favorite songs that I love to sing as loud as I can. The birds are friendly here too and they sit with me without pooping. I can stop and go climb up the willow tree when I want to, and the best one ever is right up there a little bit more. I hide here all the time so don't tell anywhere where it is! this tree has gotten me through some hard times. I can go through almost anything when I'm hiding in my head.
See? Don't I almost feel better already? Know what's just as good as this place in the day? This place at night. You should SEE the sky. Only it's not scary like it is at the cabin at night, too dark, too quiet, too untrusting. It's safe.
And I want to move there IMMEDIATELY.
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