i've been thinking a lot about a concept that people use a lot of different words for. i'm calling it the mental refuge. What it is- it's the need to be alone. the need to have a quiet place in your head where you can think unclutteredly. It can be time or it can be space.

It's hard to explain, probably because it's so close... to my heart? it's hard to explain.

it's the concept of a safe house or a haven or a sanctuary. Once you become sensitized to it, you're surprised how often you encounter the word 'safe'. It's been on my mind a lot lately. Quiet has a lot to do with it too, for me mostly. Probably because the neighborhood here is so fucking loud all the time it's hard to think.

Some people don't seem to need it.

i am incredibly lit right now.