What is your happy place? The place you go in your mind to fight stress; a place you’d never turn down being. Don’t worry, you can have more than one.
I have lots of happy places. The first thing I think of is summer camp. The sun is warm on my face and I’m surrounded by friends and song. There is no specific moment, just general Light. The other day, I was hanging out with my two best friends, and we were all sitting on Iris’ bed. Pillows behind backs, feet on laps, and blankets and conversation on top. That’s a safe spot to be. Summer day. Hammock outside. A good book. Anywhere with a good book. Bookshops. Used book shops with shafts of light that show dust spinning in the air from piles of words. New books with smooth covers, waiting to be read. People in bookstores, hungry caterpillars and shy cats hiding in the books. Oh, they will have the best conversations with you, if you stay. What are your happy places? When do you slip away to them?
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Suzy Cashwell
5/24/2019 02:36:26 pm
The hammock, which I no longer have. It was on the water in Beaufort, where you never got to visit. A cool breeze from the water, enough to keep the bugs off, always helped. Now my happiest places are with my family and lying in my bed, reading and resting. And bookstores! And libraries. No wonder we like each other!
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