i've been trying to pinpoint this feeling. I don't know what to call it:
there is a strange type of comfort in being alone. The same type of calmness you feel when you look around during a movie to see everyone's eyes glued to the screen. The same weird feeling like when you know you are the only one awake in your house and you don't have to get up early for anything. You can just lay there, completely alone, safe from judgment. You are just there, clenching the last bit of peace and self-comfort like a valentine card you aren't sure whether you should give out or not.
Third time is a charm....but what do I know because I' m just a used up bitch who's spewed out two brats....guess people really do talk that way. Why do you feel the need to pinpoint the feeling, but instead let it run...if these were my feelings, I'd call it finding my center. I 've never really heard others try to verbalize or define their center, yet we all must have one. It's private, but not secret, because how could two people be in one center and I don't think it changes with age. I can just be at my center, hanging out, or I can be observing, or I can really want to hides hole there, because I want to hide ...but not from fear or something, just to think. I think that's where I go when I say that I want to center myself
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