The Psycho Babbles…

A Safe Place

I wrote this for the 14th Week of the Trifecta Challenge. This is the first week I’ve done more than lurk over there. If you’d like to lurk, or better yet, participate, head over and check it out!

There is a corner of my house, where no one really goes. The corner of the couch that is in the north east corner of the downstairs room, which is, in it’s turn, in the north east corner of the house.

The room that holds a desk, a couch and a guest bed, at the moment. It’s a worn out couch and ugly as an 80-year old stripper, though still very comfortable. There’s barely a path through the room, to that corner of the couch in the north east corner of the north east room.

I vaguely recall that the north east corner (or the kimon corner) is bad luck in the Japanese culture. Something about demons and spirits. In our house though, that’s the corner that takes the brunt of the wind, and the north east corner room is the least insulated. So come cold weather, everyone abandons it for daily use.

It becomes a place of solitude. A place of reflection. A place to bring your emotions and thoughts back under control, when life has them all stirred up.  It becomes a place for weeping and wailing and gnashing of teeth, if that’s what you need. It becomes a place where you can curl up, exhausted and drained, and sleep until your troubles diminish in size.

It becomes a safe place for the broken and weary.

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• Clearly it’s not so clear.
• This Week? Not an Improvement.
• Conversations with a 4 year old

Tags: anxiety, bedroom, corner, depression, exhausted, frustration, life, link up, Mental, Mental health, north east, prompts, safe, Writing, writing prompt

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