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pratchettfan
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25 Jun 2011, 6:51 pm

In my own space with my front door closed against the world and where there's no-one to ever have to explain anything to. That's where I'm happiest.



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26 Jun 2011, 4:48 am

keira wrote:
I used to have one. It was the place where my grandparents lived. They had a house by the river. It was quite isolated from other people and the nature was so beautiful there. I could just sit under a huge tree by the river for hours with no one disturbing me.
My grandparents are gone now and the place is sold but I still go there in my mind. That's my happy place.


Mine is very similar. My grandparents lived near a creek which sang to me for hours at a time. No sound is more soothing. We visited every summer, so I always think of it as summer vacation there. Many trees with rustling leaves. One of the more beautiful places in nature I have been to.


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09 Aug 2011, 12:43 pm

I have a few spots:

The one I go to when I am mad is a spot near an office near our neighborhood because it has a ditch with grass and nobody can see me.

But, i have a special ramadan at a park that I go to on my bike, about 6 miles away, and it is heaven there.


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09 Aug 2011, 12:57 pm

Some ambient-lit place at dusk, with corn plants silhouetted against the glittering night sky, a cornucopia of herbs and vegetables filling the air with their aromas, someone's arms around my waist, his beard scratching my cheek as he kisses it, knowing somewhere near are people we made, sleeping.


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09 Aug 2011, 1:03 pm

Sitting down with an instrument and just playing. Doesn't matter where.