The last past 4 years I just wanted to have my own space. To think about life and experience life with out family.I did not want anything or anyone in my life because I lost the hopes that I always dreamed.I wanted to live in peace my own space for ones in my life. And there are times I wish I was a master magician so I could disappear into the folds of time, without consequence, without missing a beat. As an introvert, I need so much time to myself. I feel expensive and peaceful in my own space. Constructed and chained, when confined to social situations. I can't blossom when pressed against every one else.
