The monster under the bed
Everybody has skeletons in their closet just like every kid has monsters under the bed. The question then becomes do we ever really grow up enough to lose the monsters under the bed. Truth be told the skeletons in my closet don’t scare me because I put them there.
The monsters are a totally different matter. Who are they really and where did they come from. Who put them there? To what end were they deposited under my bed? Was it to keep me from roaming at night or was it to make me too scared to live the dream in my head. Was it to keep me on the straight and narrow? Most importantly what are their names? Do they even have names like Fred, John or Sydney?
