Where I lay

A resting place is a place where we fit in comfort. We are always happy to be in a place that we fit right in. Sometimes that place isn't where we would naturally be, however who is it to say that we shouldn't be there. Sometimes we don't know why we like the places we fit in, but I think there is some comfort in the unknown because there is always a new opportunity there that is undiscovered. Where is your resting place, is it in your heart, the heart of another, a room in your house, inside your memories, in the earth, by the sea? Or are you like me and still trying to find that place where your emotions and feelings can flood out and feel as if you are truly protected...