Let that which does not truly matter slide."
Sometimes we need to run away. Sometimes I literally want to run, not caring where I end up. It's been exactly a year since life became a living nightmare. Instead of running I go to my happy place.
I feel the bottom of the shallow pool
I smell fresh air
I taste lemonade
I see the favored tree right outside the fence
I hear the splashing
Open my eyes remembering reality was, and can again, be amazing.