Hi Tae. "Go back to my rock."? Here's what I heard:(Tae's pov: When I climb up on it, I am high and catch the wind. I can see forever. It's just me up here and I don't have to please anyone and I can feel substantial--just me and the wind-- without anyone laying their stuff on me. I'm above their wants and needs. The other way to hear/read you is: (continue Tae's pov) go back to my rock and crawl under. No one will see me, bug me, hurt me, judge me--I'm alone here. I don't have to wear a mask here.
I think I know which way you meant--but suppositions are just that--suppositions. (Me speaking): I had a rock when I was a teenager and the world hated me about as much as I did. Thank the gods for that rock. It was on a bluff, away from home, but not so far away that I couldn't get there easily. When I stood on it, the winds would pound into me, and sometimes it felt as if they could knock me backwards and off my rock. The best times, and the times I needed it most, were early spring in that northern place. The snow would still be in shaded places, but buttercups and bluebells would be blooming. The March winds would howl down from Canada, but after being couped up all winter with a hairtrigger family, those winds would scour out a lot of my teenaged angst. I could see forever. It's still my mental safe place and I go there when I need a time out. Houses have been built on all sides of my rock now, it's been much more than half a lifetime ago. I live half the country away. When you said 'go to my rock', whatever way you meant it, that's where you sent me, and I hope your rock nurtures you like mine still does me. Funny thing about rocks, it just occurs to me--they lift us up above where we usually are and they can shelter us like a womb. And of course, puppies love to climb over rocks and lovers can sit (or lay) on them ..... How did you do that--send me away like that? The power of Tae! thx mc