My “Happy” Place
Sunday, September 30th, 2007This may sound like an odd entry to some people, but I am going to talk about my “happy place.” Funny. When I say that I automatically think about the movie Happy Gilmore. I have one. I have a vivid memory that comes to me once in awhile that puts me in a good spot. It’s simple.
I had made this miniature boat out of wood. It was painted and personalized. I was in the 3rd grade at the time (in case you were wondering). Anyways … it is of me lying on the sidewalk in front of my house with the sun shining down on me and watching my boat float on the water that was draining next to the sidewalk. Nothing big. I was just laying there and completely relaxed. I was in the moment. No troubles. It was simple. Peaceful. My mind was at ease. I like that memory because I can feel how the heat felt against my body.

If I were to lay on the sidewalk to get the same sensation again, I think someone might get worried and either call the police or the ambulance. Makes me giggle just thinking about it.




















