Maybe everything is switched around in my head. Kind of like how the right side of the brain controls the left side of the body. And the left the right. Maybe my mind is switched. Maybe my theory is switched. Maybe I am not afraid of staying in one place. And actually afraid of leaving. Maybe I’m afraid of new places. The way dark forests seem empty and dangerous. Maybe the only way I will feel at ease is to explore them. Know every tree, every branch and every leaf. And once I feel safe, the unknown of new places will scare me. Maybe I will only be at ease when I know every corner and inch of this earth. Maybe that’s why I can’t stay where I feel safe.