The world is getting spookier by the day. Sometimes, for self-preservation, I need some place to hide. But where?

I could simply cover my face and pretend to disappear. But just like “Peek a Boo, I see you”, I will continue to exist even if I think I’m out of sight. And that could be a problem if I am trying to hide.

Our cat hides under the bed whenever strangers are in the house. Maybe I could join him there, that is, if he gives me his permission. But he will obviously want to be compensated with extra nuggets afterwards. And, since he is overweight, that wouldn’t be a good idea.

Once I considered hiding inside the Colosseum. But I changed my mind this past May when an American tourist skewered himself on the Colosseum’s protective railings. He was taken to the hospital in critical condition. Apparently, the tourist illegally climbed the fence to get a better selfie and fell on a spike.

Maybe I could go to Villa Ada to hug some trees. Well, at least one very big tree that I can hide behind after hugging.

A shower could be considered a good hiding place. But only if you haven’t seen Hitchcock’s PSYCHO.

Dodie Smith, author of 101 Dalmiatians, gave me this idea. The first line of her I Capture the Castle  is “I write this sitting in the kitchen sink.”  Well, if you can write in a sink, maybe you can hide under the dirty dishes, too.

Some of us have the luxury of just wanting a place to hide. Unfortunately, there are those who are obligated to hide for their own survival. Even Jesus needed a place to hide and we know how that story ended.

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