Where do you get away?
Where is your imagined getaway? Your real one?
For me, when I can't physically get away, I like to imagine a quiet tropical beach with a gentle cool breeze, blue water, white sand, and a jungle behind me.
On days when I can physically get away, I go to the woods.
Ever since I was little, the woods have been my place for reflective and calm solitude. A place where my brain is filled...seeing the familiar and wanting to know better the new. I'm always happily overwhelmed with the beauty of how nature presents itself.
I must admit...in the woods...it feels like there must be all kinds of beings that I can't see.
I'm not 100% sure magical creatures exist...I just like to think they do.
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