A softer retreat
June 2, 2012She started creating soft barriers between herself and the world, nestling in amongst pillows wherever possible. It had become too difficult to stay in hard places, her skin made raw by corners and edges.
At night, she built a fort of pillows around her head and torso, curled against them, and slept soundly, her dreams arriving as if through a barely-smoked filter. In them, everyone smiled and no one asked too much. It was a much more satisfying world than the one she was used to inhabiting, and she began plotting ways to get there earlier, stay there longer, and minimize the time she unwrapped herself from blankets and emerged into the sharp light of day.
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