Safe space

inside the cream colored lime washed walls

warm wood grained floors sprawl out in perfect intentional direction

from the moment the barrier into the space is broken energy calls to lead to the window

sounds from bellow - water afar - above it all and somedays it gently holds the sunshine that pours unapologetically through the pane

fabrics in shades named after foods like oatmeal and almond and marshmallow encase pillows chairs blankets

somedays these delectable hues of woven materials cradle me - nurture me - protect me

but my favorite … a nook

it can be anything i want it to be - allows for enough change so i don’t feel stagnant in this safe space

i dreamt it

i planned it

i filled it

i live in it

home.

you can always come back home.