I always seek to be alone, to be away from the world. Loneliness is my enemy, yet I always seem to find it. Away from the noise, the expectations, the pressure. It takes a long time to grow, and many years to learn to love yourself. I hide under the surface until I am healed. I have made everything hard as rock, and now I need to make it soft as cotton.
Pamukkale (Cotton Castle) is said to be made of cotton that giants left out to dry. Its water is believed to have healing effects. For a moment in time, it gave me space to breathe and a silent mind.