WalkingInDeath

TheLivingSecrets
2013-01-29 23:05:38 (UTC)

My Happy Place.

My happy place is some where far, far away. Some where that I can be alone. Be in my own time, my own world. No one there to talk to you. No one but mother nature, and my books.
When I think about my own secret place, I think of a summers day, out in the country, the only way you can really tell that's the country is because of how much open land there is and all the woods surrounding it. A vast, plush green field, with trees making a circle around it. This way it is hidden from the eyes of strangers. It's miles away from any road or house. Flowers pop up everywhere, thousands of them all different heights and colors. Different smells travel with the breeze that slightly blows my hair to the left. I set a small purple silk blanket on the ground, lay on it and listen to the sounds around me, as I watch the clouds roll through the bright blue sunny sky.
This place is magical.. In its own way. In my own way. A place to escape all pain, stress, and ciaos of the world beyond the trees. A place that I am the most beautiful women, where my skin is tan, my eyes are the darkest brown, my hair is a luscious light brown, and my body has no flaws, no scars, no acne, no nothing.. Just flawless. A perfect place where I am perfect, where I am me.
Even though I am stuck in a small house, in Olmstead Falls, Ohio.. I suppose my backyard will have to do for now... It may have trees and a small green area to relax in.. It will NEVER compare to my imagination.

I suppose I have gone on enough for now... Goodnight.




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