Lurking Thoughts

When I'm sitting in the room I have four walls to stare at, and a certain amount of square footage to pour my thoughts into- 1061 sq. ft. to be exact. The deeper my thoughts run the smaller the room gets, and it closes in on me. When I'm outside my thoughts don't bounce around four walls. It travels miles and miles away. They travel so far some leave my conscious mind altogether. Outside will always be my secret escape from myself and my thoughts that lurk me.