The Hiding Place

We discovered a christian home mission called The Hiding Place (link), not somewhere for us, but I do find the name of this place out of the ordinary. My comments are purely based on the term "the hiding place" and not relating to the home itself.

Where is your hiding place?

There is a place where you would like to hide, away from the reality of life, away from the problems, away from the fear and away from the eyes of others, even if it's just a short break.

Mine is home, by that, I refer to the confined space of my own bedroom. I connect to the world via internet and yet do not have to bare myself to the public. If I'm tired, I could shut down and sleep, I could plug on and shut myself of unwanted disturbance, I could speak to myself, listen to my heart and bare my soul, I could slow down and breathe, I could cry to my heart's content and dance ever so freely.

Everytime I put on makeup, I feel as if i'm putting on a mask. To boost my dampened confidence and separates me from the air, sometimes to the extend of putting up a front that others would love to see. And that's just not me.

I miss having cold morning air touching my bare face which I rarely carry. I wish I could... one day perhaps.

Meanwhile~ when the makeup is on, the girl is gone.