Posted by Poet on January 20, 2007, at 9:51:28
In reply to A Safe Place, posted by littleone on January 19, 2007, at 17:16:46
Hi Littleone,
My imaginary safe (still hate that word) place is an isolated cottage on the ocean in Hawaii. It has a huge porch overlooking the ocean and I sit out there with my cats and watch the waves.
My real safe place is a room in my house that is all mine. It has Hawaiian print curtains and pillow cases, wind chimes, a real tropical plant, silk tropical flowers, my gekko, any cats who wander in, usually the oldest one as she sleeps on the futon, books, and my notebook computer.
Poet
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