sanctuary deb behind closed doors my eyes fill with fire as i find and finger the sweetest words i think i've ever read -and knowing they were meant for you alone makes them all the sweeter... "chase what makes your heart flutter," so you say... i wish you'd hold still so i can snatch you up and take you home with me 001001 ... birdmad and the world, yeah,the world turns around and the world (and the world and the world) the world drags me down 001219 ... twiggie my sanctuary is my room. everything is strewn about, my closet is stuffed with boxes of stuff. stuff from kindergarten, stuff from middle school. i'm a pack rat. i keep anything and everything that ever had meaning to me. birthday cards, stuffed animals (that i still sleep with thank you very much), notes, papers, artwork, dolls, poetry, balloons from my going away party. i have this huge bed...and over half of it is covered with stuff. sometimes i don't even leave enough room for myself. my candles are all shoved onto a shelf, with incense and lighters and matches. i can't fit all of my books onto my bookshelf, and i don't know where to put my clothes. i don't know where to put anything anymore. i can never find the cd i want to listen to. my computer space has been taken up by more stuff. i love my room. 001219 ... starchild a place to call my own and my own alone a place to rest my head with a smile upon my face 011003 what's it to you? who go blather from