Acacia wrote:
I have an odd relationship with my sense of personal space.
At times, I LOVE to be all scrunched into a small space.
It feels safe, and comforting and all that.
As a child, I remember having dreams of being in small, enclosed spaces, and how good that felt.
Yet at the same time, I have an intense love for big, wide-open landscapes.
Indeed, one of my passions is to go for long hikes through the wilderness.
In a different way, that also feels safe and comforting to me... "Familiar" is a word that comes to mind.
It seems to all depend on the context.
As in:
- A wide open space with lots of people (shopping mall, etc.) will send me into panic and disarray.
- A small, enclosed space that is the wrong light, or temperature, or some other environmental factor will equally send me into panic and disarray.
So for me, the formula is a bit more complicated.
I feel the same way. There are certain factors that can make a small place paradise or scary. If I am snug in a bed, that is nice (unless, of course, it is hot, or I am snug in a bed with someone I don't know
). If I am in an elevator that is stopped and the walls are slowly closing in, or if I am in a room where the walls and ceiling have giant spikes protruding form them, and they begin to close in on me, that is quite undesirable.
However, Acacia, I disagree with you on the outdoors place of many people. I don't necessarily feel particularly safe or in in danger, but I find it more exhilerating (i.e. a crowded city).
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