A Blanket of Security

I've got a younger brother and I don't mind him. Really. I know it could be hard to believe with all the nagging, the whining and complaining, but I really don't mind him. He's pretty neat. And he's got life pretty easy. I'm not complaining or anything, but who wouldn't want a nice fort to come play in after school? Behind him is his fortress; his own place he made for himself and his favorite things. He constantly is improving it, adding sections by running blankets across the couch and the end table and using pillows and boxes to make walls. He's seems like he enjoys spending time creating something of his own, a place where he can get away from the rest of the family. Its his own little Fortress of Solitude. I would like to have one of those someday. A place where I can go when I feel like the rest of the world is too busy for me. Or when I'm just content to watch a movie in peaceful ambiance. And the best part of Matthew's fort is this... he choose to share it with me.