I'd like to believe that somewhere in the world lies a small niche. A hole if you will. Well not necessarily a hole. At times its just a random piece of something left behind from when the elder gods were here. At others it's a created place, something that we put our mind to and focus our energy to creating.
I visited my happy place today.
It's a swing set designed for the kids, a bit too low to be really comfortable for me to swing on, and the nasty mix of pine chips and butchered tires underneath it isn't particularly pleasant for me if I'm not wearing my boots.
But yeah this is my happy place. Or it was and is again.
So they took down the swings for a period of time for whatever reason and I was without a happy place for a period of time. But this evening when I was off for my walk, and I discovered that it was there... OH HAPPY PLACE!
And so while listening to Lady Gaga, I swung. And I swung as high as I could. I daydreamed and imagined that I was a stoic guardian that I had a magnificent shield and a sword and was able to protect those who I cared about.
Yeah that's me. The guarding is something I keep envisioning. I think it's something that I need to sort out.
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