One day.

One day I want a place that is mine. A place full of tall trees that I can climb and see the world. A place by the ocean, a place with waves so the sound will sing me to sleep. A place that's secluded so I can be alone with my thoughts. A place that my friends can visit and stay for a while. That place will keep me safe from the world, and keep the world safe from me, and perhaps keep me safe from myself. One day I will live here, here on this shore where trees grow tall and the world seems so distant but close enough to touch.

I don't know if I want to get married yet, or even live with somebody. I understand that generally thats a big step in relationships. But I'd come to rely on them to much. It always happens when I go into any relationship and living with them would simply compound it. I want that kind of relationship. I'm just not sure how to work it.

But I'm a long way from that just yet. Why am I worrying? Because I do.