I’m going to my happy place.
It’s like going to the beach.
That’s my answer to Jana’s prompt for Stream of Consciousness Sunday.
It’s like going to . . .
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Find a happy place.
That’s one of my favorite sayings. And if I had to describe my happy place it would involve white, warm sand. Crystal blue, warm water.
Bright, cloudless, warm sunshine.
Hey. That reminds me of some place.
THE BEACH.
This time of year, I find myself lost in fancy dreaming about swimming in warm water, rolling over to float on the heavy salt water as I gaze onto the cerulean heavens.
I go there in my mind when finances, commitments and time of year just won’t seem to cooperate with my fantasy life.
I feel my breaths deepening. My shoulders dropping.
Maybe even my blood pressure going down a notch or two.
The sound of the water.
It is my happy place.
TIME
Where is a place that makes you giddy?
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