As promised, I made my fort last night! I basically rounded up random stuff, some with sentimental value and some without, and hung it in between two sheets over my bed. It took forever but I think it was so worth it.
I guess technically, this is more of a tent than a fort. But it serves the same purpose. I stayed up late last night, listening to Eisley and Beirut, and reading The Secret Life of Houdini, and just thinking. I was tired, but didn't want to fall asleep because I didn't want to lose that feeling of being safe in my little hideaway. My corner of the universe. I spent my whole morning there too. My parents don't understand why, but I think I'll leave it up for a while longer. I like thinking that everything I need to escape from the world for a little while can fit between two sheets and a wall.