I live in a castle made of wide open space and more mysteries to uncover by the day but it’s the fun ones, not the scary ones and there is light but not to much and it is cold when it should be and warm when it should be but never too much just the right amount of both and all the rooms are just ever so slightly off and as i sit her it disintegrates and there is no more wide open space and there are no more mysteries that are fun but not scary and it is no longer cold when it should be and warm when it should be and there is no more never too much of both and there is no more light but not to much and there is no more all the rooms that are just slightly off there is just nothing and it’s ok that way too.