---(+ Holy Buffalo +)---

I wanted to talk about this earlier, but today i felt it again. There were some beautiful fireworks here, and dad said we should go on the building to watch it. My sister went, so I said I should go to. So to get there there's this stair, normal, fire escape like (the lowest part) and then  a sort of window, very small, on the right side. So I went, and when I was to come back I almost froze there, when I put one leg on the stair and remained with the second one on the building. I got out, I mean my sister had, so...But I realized again that the most important thing for me is safety...I want to be as safe as possible...I don't want to fell the least bit threatened, or it's bad...Safety is of the utmost importance for me. Complete safety...I guess I'm always scared...

I'm almost always uneasy, maybe even scared. It's not that bad.

To me the feeling would have to be melancholy, for all my other good feelings stem from it.

comfort.

Whatever the opposite of stress is.

Comfort's a good one too. Maybe security, too. Hard to decide.

It's a good thing that safety is being replaced by the feeling of being loved, as my favorite feeling...But the changeover it's not complete yet.