Cocooned

I’ve never been the kind of person who needed a routine, but I am a homebody. A guided piece from a character living in my head. She doesn’t come out much and I’m not quite sure what to do with her yet.

Every day was always the same. But that’s how I liked it. It wasn’t just the routine or rhythm of life that I had scheduled to the second. It was the comfort I felt in the plan, the happiness I felt being in my home. I never had to leave. The World beyond the front door held no interest. It was too big, too bold, too everything. It wasn’t the muted cream of my lounge suite or the soft forest green of my walls. I was safe here, sheltered against a World that frightened me. The last time I left here was two years ago, and while my family thinks I’m strange, I need the quiet, the peace and to feel alone.

I don’t need their understanding. I just need their acceptance.

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Photo by Gabriel White via Flickr, licensed under Creative Commons

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9 thoughts on “Cocooned

  1. Sounds like she needs to be kicked out of her comfort zone. Evicted? House burns down? She needs something to shake her out of her status quo.

    “It was too big, too bold, too everything. It wasn’t the muted cream of my lounge suite or the soft forest green of my walls.” I love this whole line. I like the fact that her house’s colors are soft, nature colors. It goes well with the idea of her home being her cocoon.

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