It is all a matter of protection. To instill the idea of a sanctuary, a haven. We all find solace in places as such that have been nurtured with much thought, care and love. Peculiar isn't it, how we only expose and unveil our uncertainties in moments and individuals which are of the complete opposite; of trust and certainty. We thoughtlessly become the epitome of insecurities, in the confidence and security of our safekeeping.

Our idea of a sanctuary, a haven. It is only then that we have the belief that we will survive, that we will endure. That we can overcome the outcome of our comings. That we can assume the fracture and fragments of our fall. Only then can we let go.