Everyone has a hiding spot; wherever they are. You need your quiet time. Privacy. A time to collect your thoughts or do absolutely nothing. You need to find that solace when the world is prodding and poking and asking you to do things; some you're not even sure you're qualified to do, but you do it anyways, hoping that it's up to standards; your own standards.
Me: Your walls...the once solid walls. It's now glass.
MBF: Yup...
Me: I can't hide out anymore, people will see me.
MBF: Wait, you're not here to visit?
Me: Ums...I just wanted to sit and have quiet time. :)
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