An Open Space

An image sparked in my mind's eye, of someone climbing over a hill and the sun glaring into their eyes. I could smell the thick morning air.

I like that. A lot.

The walls are expressed for purpose but inside are hollow and just as easily to be knocked down, and re built according to my demand. I keep the walls up to keep others from seeing my nature, it gives them to see other than my true self. I become enraged, ridiculed, and the walls are destroyed. Once i recover, i build new walls. The open space is that of my mind.

"Walls"--- Pink Floyd - The Wall; cages; caged in; Cage the Elephant; suffocation; restricted; not allowed to express ones self; boring; sad; depressing; subjective walls are good for establishing boundaries.

"Open Space"--- Wide open spaces....Dixie Chicks??? corn fields; blue sky; rumbling clouds; white walls to fake open space; freedom.

To some, walls are bad. Very, very bad; they create nervousness, resentment, a feeling of being held down and trapped. To others, open space is bad; they do not know how to live life without physical boundaries, and this can create nervousness as well.

I like Open Space. In every sense.
It makes me