Where is your happy place?
Where is your happy place?
We all have one, what's yours?
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With my husband being goofballs :) just shooting pool or working out, or watching a movie while both pretending we don't already know I'm gonna fall asleep halfway through. Or laying in bed in the morning, each procrastinating making breakfast in the secret hope that the other one will suggest going out to our favorite breakfast place.
Or in my garden, digging and cursing at the rocky Pennsylvania soil, listening to the cacophony of birdsong, giving the evil eye to the cute bunnies that nibble my flowers. >;(
Or in my kitchen inhaling the scent of my morning tea before the first sip :)
Or! At my vanity doing my makeup or painting my nails, listening to upbeat '60s music like Petula Clark or The Lovin' Spoonful.
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Evil eye to cute bunnies? Klem I'm horrified haha
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Oh I'm the worst! ;)
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In the arms of my husband. Or him in my arms. Or just being in the same room with him and each one doing whatever.
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Same :)
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You know, I'm lucky.
Back about 2010, the only thing keeping me alive was my dog. But since then, even with the bad things like losing that amazing girl, I keep finding happy places.
My wife. My kid (when they're not playing the sulky teenager). My niece. My chickens. Good music. Writing. I'm a lucky motherfucker. I have happy places now. It's all temporary, since all things are transitory and ephemeral, but right now I have an embarrassment of good things that I wish everyone could have. Like, not my things, I'll pop a cap if anyone tried, but you know what I mean.
Doesn't fix the bad stuff, doesn't mean there aren't bad things. But I'm lucky
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Mine is my house I love being in it. I've decorated it what I want cos I'm single and can, it's really girly and fun. I'm so proud that I got to the stage i own a house all by myself! Makes me happy
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That's the best, when your environment is so well tuned to your preferences that it feels like a hug every time you walk in the door :)
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looks around at clothing piles, random junk and half-finished projects scattered everywhere, literal mazes between rooms.
Perfection.
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That's a really good description! That's exactly what it feels like
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With my cats, my SO, or next to flowing natural water.
Natural history museums, second-hand video game shops, and the city of Savannah are also honorable mentions.
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The cloisters of the Chicago Theological Seminary
Spearfish Canyon in the Black Hills
a couple now-closed coffee shops
honestly, atop my mountain redoubt on my decade-old Minecraft server
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In an armchair, sipping some high quality tea, and reading. That's my happy space. As an option, you can replace "reading" with "playing a solo RPG".
A secondary happy space is at the table with friends playing a game (RPG or otherwise), drinking, chattering, and generally enjoying the Hell out of each other's company. This is secondary because I'm an introvert and there's limits I have to place on socialization if I want to remain balanced.
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en la duermavela
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I'm sure you say that because you have people you can anchor yourself on. I don't, at least not anymore. A happy place is not a happy place when you're walking on eggshells for others, and something as simple as offering an idea casts you out.
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