I feel safer walking the streets at night than in the bedroom I painted espresso brown.

I feel safer taking drinks from a stranger than lying in this cold hard bed at night.

Though the darkness is safer, I never turn off the light.

I have longed for life in the violent worlds of favorite novels, for in them everything happens according to some divine authorial plan.

Though I may feel safer on the street... I own things, and care for the things of a loved one. I cannot abandon my post.

I am going insane.