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The only two places where I feel absolutely safe are either in a bed with fresh, white sheets and pillows surrounding my head. Or in water. Like on the bottom of a swimming pool. Alone. Weightless. Peaceful. Nobody talking. Just being.

Those are the only two places.

By Lena

Fast walker, avid reader, poetry fan, public speaker, violinist, pianist in the making, intersectional feminist. Works in tech, writes about anything here (and less frequently than in the past).