Grit, bits, stones and overgrown weeds in my feet. The smell of fresh air like bread that is the shore here. A place of peace, serenity and stillness from my mind. To rest, recuperate and recover from the grind of life and overthinking.
Boats glide, fisherman fish, children play, simply to be that is a guarantee here, my happy place. Not to rush or feel the need to spree everywhere, as I can magically transport here as I close my eyes.
It is here that life stands still, time ticks at it's own pace, meditation of the mind to sit back and revisit my soul. That is my happy place, to hold within my heart. I can transport here like a spell to appear here at the shore.
It is my happy place, all I need to do is to close my eyes, why don't you close yours and visit here too?
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