“Your mind is a dangerous neighborhood you should not be in alone.” ~ Just Like Heaven
In the middle of all the action it shines like a beacon of hope. A personal paradise surrounded by a metal gate. Enter the room with the invisible walls to feel peace and serenity.
Never mind what is happening outside the invisible walls. Never mind that there are no walls. Inside the room with the invisible walls is another world altogether.
Having an intense introverted moment? Step into chaotic bliss. Considering the pros of infanticide? The room with the invisible walls holds perspective starting with a thin, black box cycling through every photograph and video ever preserved.
And then there are the keys with no names. What do these no name keys unlock? Anything one needs them to. The faster the click the greater the relief in adventure. In fact, this very action is what caused the keys to lose their identity. Friction rubbing them smooth and blank.
The room with the invisible walls will cure all ails. Frustration, exasperation, fatigue, boredom, addiction.
Addiction? Yes. Addiction. No need to mindlessly consume empty calories or swig Diet Coke so quickly it’s not even tasted. Step into the room with the invisible walls and feel the pressure of the real world melt away into nothingness.
The fruits of these escapades are harvested as organized chaos. Concrete memories filling volumes. Elusive thoughts made comprehendible through visibility. And story after beautiful story forever preserved through text.
I owe it all to the room with the invisible walls. My fortress of solitude. An oasis surrounded by a metal gate of invisible walls. Welcome to moments of clarity. Sanity is optional.