Aila Tseytlin

I had a dream. I dreamed I was laying on a bed. I was naked. The bed sheets had drawings of ships, like for children. The sheets were old and dirty. There was a man laying next to my. I realized I was going to be hurt. I wasn’t scared. There was no use for fear. I was sad. I was already mourning all I am abut to loos. I was so sad I became numb. I became safe. I had reached a place were there is nothing to fear. 
I woke up knowing that I had this feeling before. How many of my choices in life were based on the longing for that kind of safety? I don’t know. Do I really know any other kind of safety? I don’t know.