In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Happy Place.”
For me, my happy place is wherever Ross is.
Cheesy, I know.
But he really is someone that I know I can rely on, not to mention the fact that he truly listens, understands, and supports me mentally. (**As a side note, this is not to discredit the love and support of my family, without which I would be a significantly less happy individual.**)
Sometimes, though, you just need to reset the system. Turn the computer on and off again, because then perhaps everything would just run more smoothly. When I need that, there is only one place on my mind: Grandpa’s land.
I haven’t spent as much time as I would like to in these woods, but every visit to this isolated sanctuary is refreshing and revitalizing.
Plus, how can you beat that view?