My own castle...
I find myself so often within my own fortress nowadays. I pull up the drawbridge that allows anyone to cross the moat that surrounds the walls around my heart, and feel so safe and secure with the knowledge that no-one can enter to hurt me or even to touch me. And inside the castle of my mind, I wander through the rooms filled with treasures that I can take out of their display cases or safe hide-way places. O, what bliss. To be able to open the drawer and take out those memories of our time... Sign in to see full entry.