“He's changing. Every day more remote, protected, distant. He builds fests now for the soulmate he hasn't found, bricking wall and maze and mountain fortress, dares her to find him at the hidden center of them all Here's an A in self-protection from the one in the world he might love and who might someday love him.” ― Richard Bach, The Bridge Across Forever
Good old self-protection. Hide behind things you are comfortable with, to keep from.facing something you aren't. Build those walls, dig a moat, maybe even set something afire!
Rather than give people a chance to see who we really are, we retreat. To our safe place, behind the mask. Every day, adding a new layer to that wall. If they can't get to us, they can't hurt us.
Because it's so much better alone. Inside those stony walls we built.
Sometimes, we're just plain foolish.
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